Perry Como - Dear Hearts & Gentle People Lyrics
I love those dear hearts . . . an gentle people,Who live in my home town,Because those dear hearts . . . an gentle people,Will never, ever, let you down!They read the good-book . . . from fri till monday,Thats how the weekend goes!Ive got a dream-house . . . Ill build there one day,With a picket-fence . . . an ramblin rose!I feel so welcome . . . each time that I return,That my happy heart keeps laughin like a clownI love those dear hearts . . . an gentle people,Who live an love in my home town!< instrumental break >I love those people!< instrumental break >I love those dear hearts . . . an gentle people,Who live in my home town,Because those dear hearts . . . an gentle people,Will never, ever let you down!They read the good-book . . . from fri till monday,Thats how the weekend goes!Ive got a dream-house . . . Ill build there one day,With a picket-fence . . . and a ramblin rose!< instrumental break >I love the dear hearts . . . an gentle people,Who shout a friendly hi . . .When they go passin by . . .Who live an love in my home town!< instrumental break >Ah! these are my kinda people!
