The Marrying Kind

1st Verse
Let’s have a conversation about the stork.
You divest the bottle of its cork.
Baby, I’ve got loving on my mind The marrying kind.
I’ll dress up in lavender and lace
You can put a fire in its place
Baby, I’ve got loving on my mind The marrying kind.

2nd Verse
My love is deeper than a mountain spring,
And endless like a circling golden ring.
Baby, I've got loving on my mind The marrying kind.
My kiss is sweeter than October wine.
I'll hold you in my arms in troubled times.
Baby, I've got loving on my mind, the marrying kind.
 

Refrain
Oh, the pitty pat of little feet, living on a quiet street, a home. Oh, puppy dogs and lollipops, loving that is orthodox, sweet home. So put my wedding finger in your ring, And whisper to me all those manly things. Baby, I've got loving on my mind, the marrying kind.       

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The song is available on CD.  Email Lamar at lamarhunt.comcast.net for information on ordering.