Pat Boone - Friendly Persuasion

Thee I love more than the meadow so green and still
More than the mulberries on the hill
More than the buds of a May apple tree I love thee
Arms have I strong as the oak for this occasion
Lips have I to kiss thee too in friendly persuasion
Thee is mine though I don`t know many words of praise
Thee pleasures me in a hundred ways
Put on your bonnet your cape and your glove
And come with me for thee I love
Friendly persuasion
Thee is mine though I don`t know many words of praise
Thee pleasures me in a hundred ways
Put on your bonnet your cape and your glove
And come with me for thee I love
Thee I love more than the meadow so green and still
More than the mulberries on the hill
More than the buds of a May apple tree I love thee
Arms have I strong as the oak for this occasion
Lips have I to kiss thee too in friendly persuasion
Thee is mine though I don`t know many words of praise
Thee pleasures me in a hundred ways
Put on your bonnet your cape and your glove
And come with me for thee I love
Friendly persuasion
Thee is mine though I don`t know many words of praise
Thee pleasures me in a hundred ways
Put on your bonnet your cape and your glove
And come with me for thee I love

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