I'm Afraid, Pretty Maid, I'm Afraid 1912

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 15 Dec 2006
2006

Two old sweethearts met the other day
on a crowded car and started talking,
"I'm so glad to see you," said the maid,
"Let's get off the car and do some walking,"
"Pardon me," said the fellow with a sigh,
"Things that have happened don't allow,
walks we had in the days gone by,
are walks we can't have now."

I'd like to take you walking
but I'm afraid, pretty maid, I'm afraid,
what's the good of talking,
when I'm afraid, pretty maid, I'm afraid.
I'm married now,
and my walking days are done,
my wife's right hand weighs a half a ton,
Gee! I'd like to have a little fun,
but I'm afraid, pretty maid, I'm afraid.

I'd like to take you walking
but I'm afraid, pretty maid, I'm afraid,
what's the good of talking,
when I'm afraid, pretty maid, I'm afraid.
My wife believes that a woman shouldn't talk,
only with a poker or a fork,
Gee! I'd like to take you for a walk,
but I'm afraid, pretty maid, I'm afraid.

"I'm so sorry," said the married man,
"I'd enjoy a couple of your kisses,
but my wife aims like nobody can,
any time she throws she never misses,
my wife went to a magic school to learn,
she's a magician, never fear!
If she knew, I'm afraid she'd turn
my nose into an ear."

I'd like to take you walking
but I'm afraid, pretty maid, I'm afraid,
what's the good of talking,
when I'm afraid, pretty maid, I'm afraid.
I'm married now,
and my walking days are done,
my wife's right hand weighs a half a ton,
Gee! I'd like to have a little fun,
but I'm afraid, pretty maid, I'm afraid.

I'd like to take you walking
but I'm afraid, pretty maid, I'm afraid,
what's the good of talking,
when I'm afraid, pretty maid, I'm afraid.
My wife believes that a woman shouldn't talk,
only with a poker or a fork,
Gee! I'd like to take you for a walk,
but I'm afraid, pretty maid, I'm afraid.

Soft karaoke
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piano
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I'm Afraid, Pretty Maid, I'm Afraid 1912
Words & Music by Irving Berlin
© 1912 by Ted Snyder Co. N.Y.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Friday 15 December 2006 at 10.38pm
in association with Doug Grierson
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