Texty

In the good old summertime, in the good old summertime. Strolling through the shady lanes with your baby mine. You hold her hand, and she holds yours, And that's a very good sign. That she's your tootsie-wootsie, In the good old summertime.
Writer(s): George Evans, Ren Shields Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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