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Tennessee Ernie Ford

You're My Sugar

 

You're My Sugar


You are my one and only
The only one I kiss

But that black book in you're pocket, honey
Ain't no grocery list

But o took you to a nightclub
To have a bang up time

But we ended up washing dishes
'Cause you didn't have a dime

You're my sugar
You're my sugar
You're my sugar but you're never sweet to me

You're my sugar
You're my sugar
You're my sugar but you're never sweet to me

I ordered you a collar right from the catalogue
But can't stop barking 'caurse that collar's for a dog

Well, next day I set you neck-ties
Did you like the ties you got?

How come you tie the neck-ties honey
Like a hangmans knot

You're my sugar
You're my sugar
You're my sugar but you're never sweet to me

You're my sugar
You're my sugar
You're my sugar but you're never sweet to me

Well that diamond ring I bought you
Was nothing but the best

But you only paid a dollar down
I had to pay the rest

What happened to the fur coat
I bought the other day?

Well that new fur coat you got me
Just got up and walked away

You're my sugar
You're my sugar
You're my sugar but you're never sweet to me

You're my sugar
You're my sugar
You're my sugar but you're never sweet to me

Now I knitted you some golf-socks
With fancy heels and sow's

Well I guess you'll call them golf socks
They both got 18 holes

I promised you a pony
I promised you a yacht

Well a saddle and a paddle, boy
Was all I ever got

You're my sugar
You're my sugar
You're my sugar but you're never sweet to me

You're my sugar
You're my sugar
You're my sugar but you're never sweet to me

Well I'm getting tired of fighting
Been at it all my life

Well the way we always get along
We should be man and wife

You're my sugar
You're my sugar
And I am sweet on you

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