作词 : Bob Hilliard 作曲 : Sammy Fain I love those dear hearts . . . an' gentle people, Who live in my home town, Because those dear hearts . . . an' gentle people, Will never, ever, let you down! They read the 'good-book' . . . from fri 'till monday, That's how the weekend goes! I've got a 'dream-house' . . . i'll build there one day, With a picket-fence . . . an' ramblin' rose! I feel so welcome . . . each time that i return, That my happy heart keeps laughin' like a clown I love those dear hearts . . . an' gentle people, Who live an' love in my home town! I love those people! I love those dear hearts . . . an' gentle people, Who live in my home town, Because those dear hearts . . . an' gentle people, Will never, ever let you down! They read the 'good-book' . . . from fri 'till monday, That's how the weekend goes! I've got a 'dream-house' . . . i'll build there one day, With a picket-fence . . . and a ramblin' rose! I love the dear hearts . . . an' gentle people, Who shout a friendly 'hi' . . . When they go passin' by . . . Who live an' love in my home town! Ah! these are my kinda people!
作词 : Bob Hilliard 作曲 : Sammy Fain I love those dear hearts . . . an' gentle people, Who live in my home town, Because those dear hearts . . . an' gentle people, Will never, ever, let you down! They read the 'good-book' . . . from fri 'till monday, That's how the weekend goes! I've got a 'dream-house' . . . i'll build there one day, With a picket-fence . . . an' ramblin' rose! I feel so welcome . . . each time that i return, That my happy heart keeps laughin' like a clown I love those dear hearts . . . an' gentle people, Who live an' love in my home town! I love those people! I love those dear hearts . . . an' gentle people, Who live in my home town, Because those dear hearts . . . an' gentle people, Will never, ever let you down! They read the 'good-book' . . . from fri 'till monday, That's how the weekend goes! I've got a 'dream-house' . . . i'll build there one day, With a picket-fence . . . and a ramblin' rose! I love the dear hearts . . . an' gentle people, Who shout a friendly 'hi' . . . When they go passin' by . . . Who live an' love in my home town! Ah! these are my kinda people!
