There was a boy,
A plumb enchanted boy
They say he wandered fer
Yes he wandered fer
On land and sea
He was kinda shy with one bad eye
But a real wise guy was he
And then one day
This feller passed my way
And, man, we chewed the fat
About this and that
And he done said to me
“The durndest thing
You'll ever learn
Is how to love …
Well, whaddya know
And get a little lovin' right back
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
I'm unbelievable, huh?
Mother nature!
Tee wooble diddy addy um dum
You tell them about the boy, Hartorn.
All right, Skippy.
The boy I mean was also peachy keen, a real gone guy from Goneville.
He was scatty-boo and oogly too, and he lived in Passahogan.
He built his nest
Yes, that's the boy
Wait! Wait! Wait a minute! Come in later.
Excuse me!
That's all right, but just wait.
He built his nest in a big oak tree, and
I gotta skip down
One happy day in a big café, there was something that caught his eye.
The menu read, well, here's what it said: fresh
Yes, that's the boy
Wait a minute! Wait! Wait! Fresh hoganberry pie. Oh, neat!
The sad-eyed boy exclaimed
Exactly!
Yes, that's the boy
Oh, go ahead
The plumb enchanted boy,
That boy that wandered fer, so very fer,
Over land and sea,
He was awful shy, account of his bad eye,
But a real wise guy was he.
Then one day
This gasper passed my way,
And, man, we threw some guff
About things and stuff,
And this he said to me
The durndest thing you ever learn is just to love and then return,
And love some more and get a little lovin' right back.
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