Paroles de Blackberry boogie

Ernie Ford

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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 headin' for the patch to do some blackberry pickin'
I fill my bucket right to the top
It makes my lips go flippity flop
I hear a little voice and it sounds so sad
It says: don't pick me now, 'cause i ain't ripe dad!

Blackberry boogie, blackberry boogie
I draws back and make 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 thru the briars walkin' hand in hand
A-pickin' blackberries just to beat the band
I grab her for a kiss she says: turn me loose
Your lips are all blue from that blackberry juice
I hugged 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 back a pie

Blackberry boogie, blackberry boogie
I'll be back little gal, when it's blackberry pickin' time.