Swingin'

There's a little girl in our neighborhood
Her name is Charlotte Johnson
And she's really lookin' good
I had to go and see her
So I called her on the phone
I walked over to her house
And this was going on

Her brother was on the sofa
Eatin' chocolate pie
Her Mama was in the kitchen
Cuttin' chicken up to fry
Her Daddy was in the backyard
Rollin' up a garden hose
I was on the porch with Charlotte
Feelin' love down to my toes
And we were Swingin'
Yes we were Swingin'
Little Charlotte she's as pretty
As the angels when they sing
I can't believe I'm out here
On her front porch in this swing
Just-a-swingin

Yeah, and we'll be swingin
Yes, we'll be swinging
Little Charlotte she's as pretty
As the angels when they sang
I can't believe I'm out here
On the front porch in the swang
Just-a-swangin

Now Charlotte she's the darlin'
She's the apple of my eye
And when I'm on the swang with her
It makes me almost high
And Charlotte is my lover
And she has been since the spraing
I just can't believe it started
On her front porch in this swang

Just a swangin
Well just a swangin
Little Charlotte she's as pretty
As the angels when they sang
I can't believe I'm out here
On the front porch in the swang
Just-a-swangin

I said, Little Charlotte she's as pretty
As the angels when they sang
I can't believe I'm out here
On her front porch in the swang
Just-a-swangin



Credits
Writer(s): Lionel A. Delmore, John David Anderson
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