Walkin' My Baby Back Home Songtext
von Norah Jones
Walkin' My Baby Back Home Songtext
Gee, it′s great after being out late
Walkin' my baby back home
Arm in arm over meadow and farm
Walkin′ my baby back home
We go along harmonizing a song
Or I'm reciting a poem
Owls go by and they give me the eye
Walkin' my baby back home
He′s afraid of the dark
So I have to park outside of his door ′til light
He says if I try to kiss him he'd cry
I dry his tears all over the night
Hand in hand to a barbecue stand
Right from his doorway we roam
Eats and then it′s a pleasure again
Walkin' my baby back home
Gee, it′s great after being out so late
Walkin' my baby back home
Arm in arm over meadow and farm
Walkin′ my baby back home
We go along harmonizing a song
Or I'm reciting a poem
Owls go by and they give me the eye
Walkin' my baby back home
He′s afraid of the dark
So I have to park outside of his door until light
He says if I try to kiss him he′ll cry
I dry his tears all over the night
Oh, hand in hand to a barbecue stand
Right outside his doorway we roam
Eats and then it's a pleasure again
Walkin′ my baby back home
Walkin' my baby back home
Walkin′ my baby back home
Walkin' my baby back home
Arm in arm over meadow and farm
Walkin′ my baby back home
We go along harmonizing a song
Or I'm reciting a poem
Owls go by and they give me the eye
Walkin' my baby back home
He′s afraid of the dark
So I have to park outside of his door ′til light
He says if I try to kiss him he'd cry
I dry his tears all over the night
Hand in hand to a barbecue stand
Right from his doorway we roam
Eats and then it′s a pleasure again
Walkin' my baby back home
Gee, it′s great after being out so late
Walkin' my baby back home
Arm in arm over meadow and farm
Walkin′ my baby back home
We go along harmonizing a song
Or I'm reciting a poem
Owls go by and they give me the eye
Walkin' my baby back home
He′s afraid of the dark
So I have to park outside of his door until light
He says if I try to kiss him he′ll cry
I dry his tears all over the night
Oh, hand in hand to a barbecue stand
Right outside his doorway we roam
Eats and then it's a pleasure again
Walkin′ my baby back home
Walkin' my baby back home
Walkin′ my baby back home
Writer(s): Roger Gauffreteau, Roy Turk, Fred E. Ahlert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com