Thou Swell

Thou Swell - June Allyson

Thy words are queer Sir

Unto mine ear Sir

Yet thou art a dear Sir to me

Thou could'st woo me

Now could'st though try knight

I'd murmur Swell too

And like it well too

More thou wilt tell to Sandy

Thou art dandy

Now art though my knight

Thine arms are martial

Thou hast grace

My cheek is partial to they face

And if they lips grow weary

Mine are resting place

Thou swell

Thou witty

Thou sweet

Thou grand

Wouldst kiss me pretty

Wouldst hold my hand

Both thine eyes are cute too

What they do to me

Hear me holler I choose a Sweet lollapaloosa in thee

I'd feel so rich in a hut for two

Two rooms and a kitchen I'm sure would do

Give me just a plot of

Not a lot of land

And Thou swell

Thou Witty

Thou Grand

Thou swell

Thou witty

Thou sweet

Thou pretty

Thou grand