George Benson - Walkin' My Baby Lyrics
Gee it's great after being out late,Walking my baby back home.Arm in 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 to my chest.We start in to pet, and that's when I getHer powder all over my vest.After I kind of straighten my tie,She has to borrow my comb.One kiss then we continue again,Walking my baby back home.She's afraid of the darkSo I had to park outside of her door till it's lightShe says if I try to kiss her she'll cryI dry her tears all through the nightHand in hand to a barbeque standRight from her doorway we roamEat and then it's a pleasure againWalking my baby, talking my babyLoving my baby, I don't mean maybeWalking my baby back home