Doc Watson – The Telephone Girl (Guitar)

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Here of late I feel so strange I'm happy and I'm sad

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The way my feelings are sometimes I think they'll drive me mad

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A pretty little girl with frizzy curls came here a week ago

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To work upon the tel -e-  phone, And sh'said, hello, hello

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Hello, hello, her sweet hello, her voice like music rings

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It's sweeter than the whippoorwill, that in the moonlight sings

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As the bell boy here at this hotel I'm always on the go

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And then she'll ring that telephone, and say hello, hello

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I haven't spoken to her yet, I've been in such a daze

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Although sometimes she looks at me, with a sort of a distant gaze

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That I feel so weak, I cannot speak, my heart is beating so

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And then she'll ring that telephone, and say hello, hello

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I see her as she walks along in sunshine and in rain

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I can hear her midst the jangle of the elevated train

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I'd buy for us a little place where honeysuckle grow

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She could meet me at the  garden gate and say hello, hello

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In about a year, she married me and then we settled down

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In a pretty little bungalow not very far from town

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At night as I go home from work my heart is beating so

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She'll kiss me at the door and  say hello, hello, hello