Nat King Cole - Walking my baby back home
Tekst: Roy Turk / Muziek: Fred Emil Ahlert
(1951)






Gee, it’s great
After being out late
Walkin’ my baby back home
Arm in arm
Over meadow and farm
Walkin’ my baby back home



We go ’long
Harmonizing a song
Or I’m recitin’ a poem
Owls go by
And they give me the eye
Walkin’ my baby back home



We stop for a while
She gives me a smile
And snuggles her head on my chest
We start into pet
And that’s when I get
Her talcum all over my vest



After I
Kinda straighten my tie
She has to borrow my comb
One kiss, then
I continue again
Walkin’ my baby back home



She’s ’fraid of the dark
So I have to park
Outside of her door till it’s light
She says, if I try
To kiss her, she’ll cry
I dry her tears all through the night



Hand in hand
To a barbecue stand
Right from her doorway we roam
Eats and then
It’s a pleasure again
Walkin’ my baby
Talkin’ my baby
Lovin’ my baby
I don’t mean maybe
Walkin’ my baby back home









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