My Truly, Truly Fair

Vic Damone

Composição de: Bob Merrill
(Oh, ho!!) 
(Truly, truly fair, truly, truly fair) 
(How I love my truly fair) 
(There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her) 
(Flowers for her golden hair) 

CHORUS 
My, truly, truly fair 
Truly, truly fair 
How I love my truly fair (his truly fair) 
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her 
Flowers for her golden hair 

(Oh, ho!!) 
Some men plow the open plains, some men sail the brine 
But I'm in love with a pretty little maid, for work I have no time 

She's 

(Oh, ho!!) 
Once I sailed from Boston Bay bound for Singapore 
But one day out and I missed her so, I swam right back to shore 

Back to my truly fair 
Truly, truly fair 
How I love my truly fair 
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her 
Flowers for her golden hair 

(Oh, ho!!) 
I love she and she loves me, pardon if I boast 
At times we fight all the live-long night 'bout who loves who the most 


(Oh, ho!!) 
Soon I'm gonna marry her, love her till I die 
There ain't no livin' on love alone but still I'm gonna try 

(Truly, truly fair, truly, truly fair) 
(How I love my truly fair) 
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her 
Flowers for her golden hair (for her golden hair) 

How I love my truly fair (loves his truly fair) 
Wow! How I love my truly fair (how he loves his truly fair
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