| Lyrics: | with (Rosemary Clooney) [Both Frank and Rosemary]
(Say, Frank, you wanna take a
walk?)
Sure, sweetie, just pick a street.
(Picadilly Circus) Aw I'd rather not. (Champs
Elysees) Mais, non. (Times Square?) Nah.
'Cause there's nothing can compare with
Strolling
along Peachtree street with my baby on my arm.
I got the sweetest peach in Georgia, and she just
came off the farm.
(Strolling along Peachtree street, I'm happy as can be.)
(I've gotta
thank the state of Georgia, for my baby's family tree.)
[Everybody in Atlanta knows what a
treasure I found,]
I'm gonna set my gem if on the main stem,
[We'll spread lot of little
peaches all around.]
I feel like a new millionaire, when I'm walking with my
charm,
[Strolling along Peachtree Street, with baby on my arm.]
(You like Peachtree Street,
Frank?)
Oh I love the place where are the peach trees?
(We'll have to go back a few
years.)
Well let's turn around.
(Can't you see me in a hoop skirt,)
(Strolling along
Peachtree street with a colonel on my arm.)
And I can tell that you're from Georgia, because you
got that Georgia charm
(Strolling along Peachtree street, I'm happy as can be.)
Eh, we're
all merry. How come the sweetest peach in Georgia help Mayville, Kentucky.
(Let's not get it
around.) I can be reached.
[We'll be married in Atlanta, one happy man and his
spouse.]
(And just as sure as you're born, we'll gather some corn,)
[And spread around a lot
of little colonels round the house.]
I feel like a new millionaire, when I'm walking with my
charm.
[Strolling along Peachtree street, with baby on my arm.}
Hey sugar. (What's the
matter, honey chile?)
Well. I'm getting kinda tired. Will you rather carry me, or call a c |
