walkin' my baby back home

gee it's great after being out late

walking my baby back home. arm in arm over meadow and farm

walking my baby back home. we go along harmonizing a song

or i'm reciting a poem. owls go by and they give me the eye

walking my baby back home. we stop for a while

she gives me a smile

and snuggles her head to my chest. we start in to pet

and that's when i get

her powder all over my vest. after i kind of straighten my tie

she has to borrow my comb. one kiss then we continue again

walking my baby back home. she's afraid of the dark

so i had to park outside of her door till it's light

she says if i try to kiss her she'll cry

i dry her tears all through the night

hand in hand to a barbeque stand

right from her doorway we roam

eat and then it's a pleasure again

walking my baby

talking my baby

loving my baby

i don't mean maybe

walking my baby back home