White Azaleas
When the white azaleas start bloomin'
I'll come back to you.
When spring 's in the air,
With its freshness so rare,
We'll make our dreams come true.
When the white azaleas start bloomin'
Up in those mountains so high,
We'll build our nest
Where we'll find happiness
Sweetheart for only you and I.
Writer/s: Bob Miller
