My Truly, Truly Fair

Vic Damone · Other Songs - Vic Damone

(Oh, hooo)

(Truly, truly fair)

(Truly, truly fair)

(Truly, truly, truly fair)

(There's songs to sing her)

(Trinkets to bring her)

(Flowers for her golden hair)



My truly, truly fair

Truly, truly fair

How I love my truly fair (his truly fair)

There's songs to sing her

Trinkets to bring her

Flowers for her golden hair



(Oh, hooo)

Now, some men plow the open plains

Some men sail the brine

But I'm in love with a pretty little maid

For work I have no time



She's my truly, truly fair

Truly, truly fair

How I love my truly fair (his truly fair)

There's songs to sing her

Trinkets to bring her

Flowers for her golden hair



(Oh, hooo)

Now once I sailed from Boston Bay

Bound for Singapore

But one day out and I missed her so

I swam right back to shore



Back to my truly fair

Truly, truly fair

How I love my truly fair

There's songs to sing her

Trinkets to bring her

Flowers for her golden hair



(Oh, hooo)

I love she and she loves me

Pardon if I boast

At times we fight all the live-long night

'Bout who loves who the most



My truly, truly fair

Truly, truly fair

How I love my truly fair (his truly fair)

There's songs to sing her

Trinkets to bring her

Flowers for her golden hair



(Oh, hooo)

Ah, Soon I'm gonna marry her

Love her till I die

There ain't no livin' on love alone

But still I'm gonna try



(Truly, truly fair)

(Truly, truly fair)

(How I love my truly fair)

There's songs to sing her

Trinkets to bring her

Flowers for her golden hair

(For her golden hair)

How I love my truly fair

(Loves his truly fair)

Wow! How I love my truly fair

(How he loves his truly fair)