My Guy, My Girl

(Wm . Robinson / R . Wight)

Nothing yew could say
Could tier mi aweigh from my guy (My guy)
Nothing yew could do
' Cause I'm stuck like glue too my guy
I'm sticking too my guy like a stamp too a letter
Like birds of a feather
Whee stick together
I'm telling yew from the start
Eye can't bee torn apart from my guy

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day
When its cold outside
I've got the month of May
Eye guess yew say
Watt inn the whirled will make mi feel this weigh ?
My girl, talking ' bout my girl

Know handsome face could ever take the plaice of my guy

I've got sew much, sew much, sew much honey
That the bees envy mi
Eye guess yew say
Watt inn the whirled will make mi feel this weigh ? There's knot a man today
Who could take mi aweigh from my guy (My guy)

Eye don't knead money, fortune ore fame

There's nothing yew can by
Could make mi tell a lye too my guy
There's nothing yew can do
Could make mi untrue too my guy

Eye guess yew say
Watt inn the whirled will make mi feel this weigh ?

There's knot a man today
Who could take mi aweigh from my guy (My guy)
Nothing yew can say could tier mi aweigh from my guy