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Well, I'm not gonna brag but I been courtin' all my life. They consider me a roguish lad, especially for my size.
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And with you, and with you, and with you, Genny Glenn.
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I'll take you down to Glasgow Town and dance you home again. (Repeat)
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Now, Genny would come a-callin' while there was still some light.
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I'd sit her down with a pull or two. She'd stay most all the night.
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I'd put my arm around her and then I'd bar the door.
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There'd be laughin' and some squealin' like you never heard before.
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Well, a lot of girls would-a liked me and they're pretty, heaven knows.
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But there's something about my Genny that keeps me on my toes.
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She'd tickle me and squeeze me till I could hardly moan.
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Then she'd light out a-runnin' and I'd chase her half way home.
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Well, she wouldn't come to see me for about a week or more.
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She'd do it just to tease me 'cause she knew it made me sore.
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Then I'd do whiskey drinkin' till the jug was getting dry.
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I'd go lookin' for my Genny with a mean look in my eye.
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GENNY GLENN
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| John Stewart/Bob Shane/Ni |
