Oklahoma! - The Surrey With The Fringe On Top

When I take you out tonight with me
Honey here's the way it's gonna be
You will sit behind a team of snow white horses
In the slickest gig you ever seen
Chicks and geese and ducks better scurry
When I take you out in the surrey
When I take you out in the surrey with the fringe on top
Watch that fringe and see how it flutters
When I drive the high-steppin' strutters
Nosey-pokes'll peep through their shutters and their eyes will pop
The wheels are yellow, the upholstery's brown
The dashboard's genuine leather
With isinglass curtains you can roll right down
In case there's a change in the weather
Two bright sidelights winking and blinking
Ain't no finer rig I'm a-thinkin'
You can keep your rig if you're thinking that I'd care to swap
For that shiny little surrey with the fringe on the top
Would you say the fringe is made of silk?
Ha! Wouldn't have no other kind but silk
Has it really got a team of snow white horses?
One's like snow, the other's more like milk
All the world will fly in a flurry
When I take you out in the surrey
When I take you out in the surrey with the fringe on top
When we hit that road hell for leather
Cats and dogs will dance in the heather
Birds and frogs will sing altogether and the toads will hop
The wind will whistle as we rattle along
The cows will moo in the clover
The river will ripple at a whispered song
And whisper it over and over
Don't you wish it'd go on forever?
Don't you wish it'd go on forever?
Don't you wish it'd go on forever and you'd never stop?
In that shiny little surrey with the fringe on the top
I can see the stars getting blurry
When we ride back home in the surrey
Riding slowly home in the surrey with the fringe on top
I can feel the day getting older
Feel a sleepy head on my shoulder
Nodding, drooping, close to my shoulder
'Til it falls, kerplop
The sun is swimming on the rim of a hill
The moon is taking a header
And just as I'm thinking all the earth is still
A lark wakes up in the meadow
Hush you bird my baby's a-sleepin'
Maybe got a dream worth a-keepin'
Woah you team, and just keep a-creepin' at a slow clip-clop
Don't you hurry with the surrey with the fringe on the top



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Writer(s): Richard Rodgers, Robin Spielberg, Oscar Hammerstein Ii
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