Walking My Baby Back Home

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 talcum 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