Hall & Oates - Georgie Lyrics
Georgie was a skinny kidFond of angling, fonder of dangling his feet in the coolBrook waterWhile the reverends daughterSat at his side and fluttered his face with the fuzz of aDandelion.Long about noontimeFloating cross the field, georgie heard the peel of a bellBeing rung by the parsonTime for his lessonAs much as he hated it, the preacher was teachin him toPlay the accordion.Dont go georgie! said the reverends daughterWhen daddy comes lookin we can duck in the water.They both went out and dipped down to hideBut the girl caught her locket on an underwater branchAnd the next thing she knew... she diedPreacher was a sorry messHe was cryin, shoutin bout her dyin and livin theEternal lifeShould a seen his wifeSobbin on the ground as the wind rustled roundAnd tickled the keysMade georgies accordion give an awful dyin wheeze