The Surrey with the Fringe on 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