Surrey With the Fringe On Top (feat. John Coltrane) - Miles Davis

When I take you out, tonight, with me, Honey, here's the way it's goin' to be: You will set behind a team of snow white horses, In the slickest gig you ever see! Chicks and ducks and geese 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 them high steppin' strutters. Nosey pokes'll peek thru' their shutters and their eyes will pop! The wheels are yeller, the upholstery's brown, The dashboard's genuine leather, With isinglass curtains y' can roll right down, In case there's a change in the weather. Two bright sidelight's winkin' and blinkin', Ain't no finer rig I'm a-thinkin' You c'n keep your rig if you're thinkin' 'at I'd keer to swap Fer that shiny, little surrey with the fringe on the top! Did you say The fringe was made of silk Wouldn't have no other kind but silk Does it really have a team of snow white horses One's like snow, the other's more like milk All the world'll 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 fer leather, Cats and dogs'll dance in the heather, Birds and frogs'll sing all together and the toads will hop! The wind'll whistle as we rattle along, The cows'll moo in the clover, The river will ripple out a whispered song, And whisper it over and over: Don't you wisht y'd go on forever? Don't you wisht y'd go on forever? Don't you wisht y'd go on forever and ud never stop In that shiny, little surrey with the fringe on the top! I can see the stars gettin' blurry, When we drive back home in the surrey, Drivin' slowly home in the surrey with the fringe on top! I can feel the day gettin' older, Feel a sleepy head on my shoulder, Noddin', droopin' close to my shoulder, till it falls kerplop! The sun is swimmin' on the rim of a hill; The moon is takin' a header, And jist as I'm thinkin' all the earth is still, A lark'll wake up in the medder. Hush, you bird, my baby's a-sleepin'! Maybe got a dream worth a-keepin' Whoa! you team, and jist keep a-creepin' at a slow clip clop. Don't you hurry with the surrey with the fringe on the 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'll ever see Chicks and ducks and geese 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 them high steppin' strutters Nosy folks, they'll peek through the 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 side lights winkin' and blinkin' Ain't no finer rig I'm a thinkin' You can keep your rig if you're thinkin' That I'd care to swap For that shiny little surrey with the fringe on the top Now would you say that fringe was made of silk? I 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 Now I can see the stars gettin' blurry When we ride back home in the surrey Ridin' slowly home in the surrey With the fringe on top I can feel the day gettin' older Feel a sleepy head near my shoulder Noddin', droopin', 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 when I'm thinkin' all the earth is still A lark wakes up in the meader Hush, you bird, my baby's a-sleepin' Maybe got a dream worth a-keepin' Whoa, you team, just keep on a-creepin' At a slow clip, clop Don't you hurry little surrey with the fringe on the top

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