Written by: Fred Ahlert
Music by: Roy Turk
Originally made famous by: Harry Richman
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Gee, it's great after being out
late, waling my baby back home.
Arm in arm over meadow and farm,
walking my baby back home.
We go `long 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 to my chest,
We're staring to pet and that's
when I get her talcum over my vest.
And I kinda straighten my tie,
she wants to borrow my comb
And then I continue again
walking my baby back home. (repeat above)
She's afraid of the dark, so I
have to park outside her door till it's light.
She says if I try to kiss her
she'll cry, I dry all her tears through the night.
Hand in hand to a barbeque stand,
right from her door we roam,
Eats! And then it's pleasure
again, walking my baby back home.