Little Girl in Bloom (John Peel Session, 1973-08-07) Songtext
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Little Girl in Bloom (John Peel Session, 1973-08-07) Songtext
Little girl in bloom, with happy heart you wipe aside
Any sadness, sorrow or gloom
Tomorrow you′ll be a blushing bride
That loves her blushing groom
Little girl in bloom, you watch the men play cricket
From the window in your room
You see the ball go from bat to wicket
Pass away the afternoon
Little girl in bloom, carries a secret
The child she carries in her womb
She feels something sacred
She's gonna be a mammy soon
When your daddy come home
Don′t tell him 'til alone
When your daddy comes back
Go tell him the facts
Just relax and see how he's gonna react
Little girl in bloom, your love it fills the air
With the scent of the sweetest, sweet perfume
You feel so good, you just don′t care
You′re a little girl in bloom
Little girl in bloom, all the clouds will go drifting by
So sing your lullabying tune
Every word is in your eyes
As you sit and softly croon
Little girl in bloom, carries a secret
A child she carries in her womb
She feels something sacred
She's gonna be a mammy soon
When your daddy come home
Don′t tell him 'til alone
When your daddy comes back
Go tell him the facts
Just relax and see how he′s gonna react
Any sadness, sorrow or gloom
Tomorrow you′ll be a blushing bride
That loves her blushing groom
Little girl in bloom, you watch the men play cricket
From the window in your room
You see the ball go from bat to wicket
Pass away the afternoon
Little girl in bloom, carries a secret
The child she carries in her womb
She feels something sacred
She's gonna be a mammy soon
When your daddy come home
Don′t tell him 'til alone
When your daddy comes back
Go tell him the facts
Just relax and see how he's gonna react
Little girl in bloom, your love it fills the air
With the scent of the sweetest, sweet perfume
You feel so good, you just don′t care
You′re a little girl in bloom
Little girl in bloom, all the clouds will go drifting by
So sing your lullabying tune
Every word is in your eyes
As you sit and softly croon
Little girl in bloom, carries a secret
A child she carries in her womb
She feels something sacred
She's gonna be a mammy soon
When your daddy come home
Don′t tell him 'til alone
When your daddy comes back
Go tell him the facts
Just relax and see how he′s gonna react
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