When I take you out tonight with me
Honey, here's the way it's gonna be
You will set behind a team
In the sleekest geek you ever see
When I take you out in the Surrey,
When I take you out in the Surrey,
Watch that fringe and see how it flutters,
And their eye s will pop.
The dashboard's genuine leather.
With eyes and glass curtains
in case there's a change in
ain't no finer rake I'm a -thinking.
if you're thinking that I'd
For that shiny little surrey
with the fringe on the top
Would you say the fringe was made of silk?
I wouldn't have no other kind but silk
Has it really got a team of
the other's more like milk
So you can tell them apart
All the world'll fly in a flurry
when I take you out in the surrey
When I take you out in the surrey
When we hit that road, hell for leather,
cats and dogs will dance in the heather,
birds and frogs will sing all together,
The wind'll whistle as we rattle along,
the cows'll moo in the clover.
The river will ripple out
and whisper it over and over
Don't you wish you'd go on forever?
Don't you wish you'd go on forever?
Don't you wish you'd go on forever
In that shiny little surrey
with the fringe on the top
You'd sure feel like a queen
setting up in that carriage
I have a good mind not to take her
Where'd you get such a rig at?
thinking I'd go with him.
That's all you know about it.
Spent all his money hiring a rig.
Now he ain't got nobody to ride in it.
Have to. Did not hire him.
Made the whole thing up out of my head.
What? Made it up? Dashboard and all.
Oh, get off of the place, you!
Aunt Ella, make him get himself out of here,
Oh, making up a few purties
ain't again no lord I know of.
Don't you wish there was such a rig,
Then you could go to the play party
and do a hoedown till morning,
And then when you was all wore out,
I'd lift you onto the surrey
and jump up alongside of you.
And we'd just pint the horses home.
I can just picture the whole thing.
I can see the stars getting blurry
When we ride back home in the Surrey
Riding slowly home in the Surrey
I can feel a day getting older
to my shoulder till it falls.
The sun is swimmin' on the rim of a hill,
The moon is takin' a header,
And just as I'm thinking all the earth is still,
a lark'll wake up in the meadow.
Maybe got a dream worth a -keepin'.
just keep a -creepin' at a slow clip -clop
Don't you hurry with the surrey
with the fringe on the top you