Darlin'
Tell me about your country meadows
And your mama's copper kettles
Darlin'
Tell me about front porch swings
Old songs that grandpa sings
Darlin'
Tell me about them swimming holes
Fields where wildflowers grow
I promise I'll be listening to you
Darlin'
Darlin', Darlin'
Pour me one more drink
Darlin', Darlin'
I think I'm on the brink
Of loving you Darlin'
I could tell you of city streets
Hungry kids and tired feet
Darlin'
How a man has to beg for a dime
A place where love is often a crime
Darlin'
Where the skies are smoky gray
Life just gets in the way
But please go on talking to me
Darlin'
Darlin', Darlin'
Pour me one more drink
Darlin', Darlin'
I think I'm on the brink
Of loving you Darlin'
There's a shop in Paris France
That sells dresses for romancing
Darlin'
Snow covered Alps in Switzerland
Big gala party with a band that swings
Darlin'
A festival in Brazil
Lovers dancing on a hill
I know a way we can get there still
Darlin'
Darlin', Darlin'
Pour me one more drink
Darlin', Darlin'
I think I'm on the brink
Of loving you Darlin'
Writer/s: TOM OVANS
