Friendly Persuasion - Matt Monro

Thee I love

More than the meadows so green and still

More than the mulberries on the hill

More than the buds on the may apple tree

I love thee

Arms have I strong as the oak

For this occasion

Lips have I to kiss thee too

In friendly persuasion

Thee is mine

Though I don’t know many words of praise

Thee pleasures me in a hundred ways

Put on your bonnet your cape and your glove

And come with me for thee I love

Lips have I to kiss thee too

In friendly persuasion

Thee is mine

Though I don’t know many words of praise

Thee pleasures me in a hundred ways

Put on your bonnet your cape and your glove

And come with me for thee I love