Nella Turner:
[singing]
I wish I was a peach tree, A-growin' in the ground, And every time my sweetie passed by, I'd shake some peaches down. But, he's an ornery cowpoke, And bashful as can be, And if he wants them peaches of mine, He'll have to climb the tree. All I want is a tall man, Don't want a small man, As long as he is all man, That's good enough for me.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:12