Irving Berlin - Next To Your Mother, Who Do You Love? Тексты

Two loving sweethearts 'mid flowers in Maytime
Two happy faces like children in playtime
Two eyes of blue, gazing into
Eyes of her own sweetheart
One cozy bench holds the couple within it
Hours that passed only seemed like a minute
Sweet maiden sighs
Fellow replies
"Tell me before we part"


Next to your mother, who do you love?
Next to your father, and your sister Sue
Tell me who looks good to you
Next to your mother, who would you miss?
Next to your brother, who would you kiss?
Next to your own dear folks at home
Tell me, now who do you love?


Five cozy rooms in a flat in the city
One baby boy cute and cunning and pretty
Parson had said
"You two are wed
Bless you my children, go"
"Come spend a week," so she wrote to her mother
Mother replies, "I am bringing your brother"
Husband remarks
"Me for the parks
But first I want to know"