Sammy Kershaw - Vidalia Lyrics
(tim nichols/mark d. sanders)Aint nothing so precious as a first born childWhat to call their little angelThey wondered for awhileYour dear mama violetAnd your proud daddy daleI know when they named yaThey surely meant well, but...Vidalia, vidaliaGirl wont you tell me whySweet vadaliaYou always gotta make me cryI never paid no attention to a girl beforeTill the day I saw you standinIn the sunday school doorOne boy sorta snickered when the roll was readTill you laid the word of godUp side of his headVidalia, vidaliaGirl wont you tell me whySweet vadaliaYou always gotta make me cryWhen I try to get too closeSeems like weve always been almostJust one step or two away from true loveWell I love the way you walk, I love the way you kissI love to get away with you alone like thisIf I could mention just one little thingVidalia would ya stop livin up to your nameVidalia, vidaliaGirl wont you tell me whySweet vadaliaYou always gotta make me cryVidaliaGirl wont you tell me whySweet vadaliaYou always gotta make me cryYou always gotta make me cryYou always gotta make me cryYou always gotta make me cry
