Swingin'

Description:

Originally by John Anderson

Lyrics

There's a little boy, in our neighborhood

His name is Charlie Jackson, and he's really lookin' good

I had to go and see him, so I called him on the phone

I walked over to his house, and this was goin' on

His brother was on the sofa, eatin' chocolate pie

His Momma was in the kitchen, cuttin' chicken up to fry

His Daddy was in the backyard, rollin' up a garden hose

I was on the porch with Charlie, feelin' love down to my toes

And we were swingin'

Yes we were swingin'

Little Charlie he's as pretty as the angels when they sing

I can't believe I'm out here on his front porch in this swing,

Just a swingin'

Yeah, and we'll be swingin'

Yes, we'll be swingin'

Little Charlie he's as pretty as the angels when they sing

I can't believe I'm out here on his front porch in this swing,

Just a swingin'

Now Charlie she's a darlin', she's the apple of my eye

When I'm on the swing with him, it makes me almost high

And Charlie is my lover, and he has been since the spring

I just can't believe it started on his front porch in this swing

Just a swingin'

Ah-just a swingin'

Little Charlie he's as pretty as the angels when they sing

I can't believe I'm out here on his front porch in this swing,

Just a swingin'

I said Little Charlie he's as pretty as the angels when they sing

I can't believe I'm out here on his front porch in this swing,

Just a swingin'

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