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tennessee ernie ford - blackberry boogie lyrics

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along about sun-up every day
i grab my bucket and i’m on my way
i go down the road a runnin’ and a kickin’
i’m headed for the patch to do some blackberry pickin’

i fill my bucket right to the top
it makes my lips go flippety-flop
i hear a little voice and it sounds so sad
it said, “don’t pick me now ’cause i ain’t ripe, dad”

blackberry boogie, blackberry boogie
i’m brought back like a flip
when it’s blackberry pickin’ time

i went to see my gal, i set my bucket down
she said, “hi there baby, are you goin’ to town?”
i said, “uh-uh honey, i’m a goin’ where they scratch
i’ll meet you in a minute in the blackberry patch”

she grabs her bucket and she jumps and squeals
i’m headin’ for the bushes and she’s hot on my heels
i start pickin’ on one end, she picks on the other
we meet in the middle and she yells, “oh, brother”

blackberry boogie, blackberry boogie
oh, i love that girl
when i meet her in the middle of the patch

we go through the briars walkin’ hand in hand
pickin’ blackberries just to beat the band
i grab her for a kiss, she said, “turn me loose
your lips are all blue from that blackberry juice”

i hug her once and said, “don’t be coy
you know i’m your blackberry pickin’ boy”
i kissed her then and she let out a sigh
and said, “let’s go to my house and bake a pie”

blackberry boogie, blackberry boogie
i’ll be back little gal
when it’s blackberry pickin’ time



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