Love with the Proper Stranger

I could fall in love with the proper stranger If I heard the bells and the banjos ring If two certain eyes with the look of danger Smiled a welcome warm as spring If the beating in my heart Sounded out a warning "Don't let her," "Don't let her walk through the door" "This is the one you've been waiting for" Oh, yes, I'd know However wild it seems, You know I'd know And I'd whisper "Come take my hand, proper stranger" "Don't go through life as a stranger" "For I'm a poor proper stranger, too" "Don't let her," "Don't let her walk through the door" "This is the one you've been waiting for" Oh, yes, I'd know However wild it seems, You know I'd know And I'd whisper "Come take my hand, proper stranger" "Don't go through life as a stranger" "For I'm a poor proper stranger, too"