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Ann-Margret – Row, Row, Row lyrics
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by the score-
But master Johnny was a wis'un, you know,
His steady girl was Flo
And every Sunday afternoon
She'd jump in his boat
And they would spoon
And then he'd row, row, row
Way up the river he would row, row, row
A hug he'd give her
Then he'd kiss her now and then
She would tell him when,
They'd fool around and fool around
And then they'd kiss again.
And then he'd row, row, row
A little further he would go, oh, oh, oh,
Then he'd drop both his oars
Take a few more encores,
And then he'd row, row, row.
And then he'd row, row, row
Way up the river he would row, row, row
A hug he'd give her
Then he'd kiss her now and then
She would tell him when,
They'd fool around and fool around
And then they'd kiss again.
And then he'd row, row, row
A little further he would go, oh, oh, oh,
Then we'll drop both our oars
Take a round of applause,
And then we'll go, go, go.
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by the score-
But master Johnny was a wis'un, you know,
His steady girl was Flo
And every Sunday afternoon
She'd jump in his boat
And they would spoon
And then he'd row, row, row
Way up the river he would row, row, row
A hug he'd give her
Then he'd kiss her now and then
She would tell him when,
They'd fool around and fool around
And then they'd kiss again.
And then he'd row, row, row
A little further he would go, oh, oh, oh,
Then he'd drop both his oars
Take a few more encores,
And then he'd row, row, row.
And then he'd row, row, row
Way up the river he would row, row, row
A hug he'd give her
Then he'd kiss her now and then
She would tell him when,
They'd fool around and fool around
And then they'd kiss again.
And then he'd row, row, row
A little further he would go, oh, oh, oh,
Then we'll drop both our oars
Take a round of applause,
And then we'll go, go, go.
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