Blackberry Boogie Songtext
von Tennessee Ernie Ford

Along about sun up every day
I grab my bucket and I′m on my way
I go down the road a runnin' and a kickin′
I'm headed for the patch to do some blackberry pickin'

I fill my bucket right to the top
It makes my lips go flippety-flop
I hear a little voice and it sounds so sad
It said: "Don′t pick me now ′cause I ain't ripe, dad"

Blackberry boogie, blackberry boogie
I′m brought back like a flip
When it's blackberry pickin′ time

I went to see my gal, I set my bucket down
She said: "Hi there baby, are you goin' to town"
I said: "Uh-uh honey, I′m a goin' where they scratch"
I'll meet you in a minute in the blackberry patch


She grabs her bucket and she jumps and squeals
I′m headin′ for the bushes and she's hot on my heels
I start pickin′ on one end, she picks on the other
We meet in the middle and she yells, Oh, brother

Blackberry boogie, blackberry boogie
Oh, I love that gal
When I meet her in the middle of the patch

We go through the briars walkin' hand in hand
Pickin′ blackberries just to beat the band
I grab her for a kiss, she said: "Turn me loose"
"Your lips are all blue from that blackberry juice"

I hug her once and said: "Don't be coy"
You know I′m your blackberry pickin' boy
I kissed her then and she let out a sigh
And said:"Let's go to my house and bake a pie"

Blackberry boogie, blackberry boogie
I′ll be back little gal
When it′s blackberry pickin' time