Swingin’

Swingin’

There’s a little girl
In our neighborhood
Her name is Charlotte Johnson
And she’s really looking good
I had to go and see her
So I called her on the phone
I walked over to her house
And this was going on

She was swingin’
Yes, she was swingin’
Little Charlotte she’s as pretty
As the angels when they sing
I can’t believe she’s out here
On her front porch in the swing
Just a swingin’

Her brother was on the sofa,
Eating chocolate pie
Her mama was in the kitchen
Cuttin’ chicken up to fry
Her daddy was in the backyard
Rollin’ up a garden hose
I was on the porch
Feelin’ love down to my toes

Chorus
And we were swingin’
Yes, we were swingin’
Little Charlotte
She’s as pretty
As the angels when
They sing
I can’t believe
I’m out here
On her front porch in the swing
Just a swingin’
Now Charlotte she’s a darlin’
She’s the apple of my eye
When I’m on the swing with her
It makes us swing so high
And Charlotte is my best friend
And she has been since the spring
Just can’t believe it started
On her front porch in the swing