Walkin` my baby back home "Contemporary Jazz INSPIRATION" http://vk.com/public42787460
Gee it's great after being out late, Walking my baby back home. Arm and arm over meadow and farm, Walking 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, Walking my baby back home.
We stop for a while, she gives me a smile, And snuggles her head on my chest. We started to pet, and that’s when I get Her powder all over my vest.
After I kind of straighten my tie, She has to borrow my comb. One kiss then I continue again, Walking my baby back home.
She’s afraid of the dark So I had to park outside of her door till its light She’s says if I try to kiss her she’ll cry I’ll dry her tears all through the night
Hand in Hand to a barbeque stand Right from her doorway we roam Its and then it’s a pleasure again Walking my baby, Talking my baby Loving my baby, I don’t mean maybe Walking my baby back home