My Truly, Truly Fair

(álbum: 20 Golden Pieces Of Guy Mitchell - 1984)

Oh, ho

Truly, truly fair, truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair

My truly, truly fair, truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair

Oh, ho

Some men plow the open plains
Some men sail the brine
But I'm in love with a pretty little maid
For work I have no time

She's my, truly, truly fair, truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair

Oh, ho

Once I sailed from Boston Bay
Bound for Singapore
But one day out and I missed her so
I swam right back to shore

Back to my truly fair, truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair

Oh, ho

I love she and she loves me
Pardon if I boast
At times, we fight all the live-long night
'Bout who loves who the most

My truly, truly fair, truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair

Oh, ho

Soon I'm gonna marry her
Love her till I die
There ain't no living on love alone
But still I'm gonna try

Truly, truly fair, truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair

How I love my truly fair
Wow, how I love my truly fair