(johnny cash)

Roy orbison (sun 251, 1956)



I love that hair, long an' black

Hangin' down to the middle of your back

Don't cut it off whatever you do

I need it to run my fingers through

'cause you're my baby, ah-ah, you're my sugar

Don't mean maybe, you're my baby

Got me a dollar that i saved

Saved it up for a rainy day

Everybody's callin' for bills that's due

But they don't catch me, i'll spend it on you

'cause you're my baby, ah-ah, you're my sugar

Don't mean maybe, you're my baby



Got me a guitar, got a six strings

And a picker to make 'em ring

Every string's gotta know what to do

'cause i'm gonna use 'em to serenade you

'cause you're my baby, ah-ah, you're my sugar

Don't mean maybe, you're my baby



Well i had me a gal, she said she's mine

But she run around on me all the time

Now she's gone an' i'm glad we're through

'cause i-i'm plum-flipped over you

'cause you're my baby, ah-ah, you're my sugar

Don't mean maybe, you're my baby



Oh, baby-baby, yeah you're my baby

Well i don't mean maybe

You drive me crazy

I love you baby, you're my babydoll


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