Bag Of Peanuts - Al Simmons

Out of the tree of life I just picked me a plum You came along and everything's startin' to hum Still, it's a real good bet, the best is yet to come Best is yet to come and babe, won't that be fine? You think you've seen the sun, but you ain't seen it shine Wait till the warm-up's underway Wait till our lips have met And wait till you see that sunshine day You ain't seen nothin' yet The best is yet to come and babe, won't it be fine? Best is yet to come, come the day you're mine Come the day you're mine I'm gonna teach you to fly We've only tasted the wine We're gonna drain the cup dry Wait till your charms are right for these arms to surround You think you've flown before, but baby, you ain't left the ground Wait till you're locked in my embrace Wait till I draw you near Wait till you see that sunshine place Ain't nothin' like it here The best is yet to come and babe, won't it be fine? The best is yet to come, come the day you're mine Come the day you're mine And you're gonna be mine

At this time, We would like to play a tune- That was composed by my whirly constituent Mr Dizzy Gilespie In the year of 1942 We do sincerely hope you do enjoy; Salt Peanuts Salt peanuts! Salt peanuts! Salt peanuts! Salt peanuts! Salt peanuts! Salt peanuts! Salt peanuts! Salt peanuts! Salt peanuts! (The name of this song) Salt peanuts! Salt peanuts! (Salt peanuts!) (Salt peanuts!) (Salt peanuts!) (Salt peanuts!) (Salt peanuts!) (Salt peanuts!) (Hey!)