Lyrics: Glenn Miller. Mr. Meadowlark.

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Mr. Meadowlark, we've got an awful lot of serenadina?˜ to do
Mr. Meadowlark, I'm just a city slicker and I'm countina?˜ on you
She's got a country guy who whistles, my whistle's so thin
So when I begin (whistle) that's where you come in (whistle)

Mr. Meadowlark, if you should cop a gander when I'm kissina?˜ my chick
Needless to remark, I hope youa?˜ll have the decency to exit but quick
If Mrs. M. thinks you're out steppina?˜, Ia?˜ll make it alright
Mr. Meadowlark, meet me in the dark tonight! \