James Bonamy - The Swing Lyrics
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The Swing
The Swing Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For The Swing By James Bonamy?
In my daddy's yard there's a worn out wooden swing
So I asked him once, "What's the story with that thing" He said, "That ring of gold that's on your mama's hand Well son this is where it all began" This is the swing that hung from the tree Where the girl asked the boy, "Would you play with me" As the sun shined bright and the world spun 'round And they grew up till it all came down To the church where they stood and said, "I do" And the bells rang out and the love was true And it grew in the hearts of the man and the woman Who lived in the house that love built When I met the girl who stole my heart away I gave that old swing a brand new coat of paint And I told the tale as we swung to and fro And said, "I hope this how our story goes" This is the swing that hung from the tree Where the girl asked the boy, "Would you play with me" As the sun shined bright and the world spun 'round And they grew up till it all came down To the church where they stood and said, "I do" And the bells rang out and the love was true And it grew in the hearts of the man and the woman Who lived in the house that love built That old swing still hangs from the tree Out in back of the house that love built |
Who Wrote The Swing By James Bonamy?
Robert Orrall, Robert Ellis Orrall, Bob Regan
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What's The Duration Of The The Swing By James Bonamy?The duration of The Swing is 3:03 minutes and seconds. |
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