Emaline – Cab Calloway – letras

Evening breezes hum their lullabythere´s a million candles in the skyI put on my sunday suit of blueEmaline, just for youNow I´m standing at your garden gateand the village clock is striking eighthurry uphurry downhoney, don´t be lateCan´t you hear my heartwhisper through your windowEmalinedon´t you think that it´s about timefor me and you to meetHave you told your friends, dearhave you told your peopleEmalinethen hurry up to drop them a lineabout our wedding to beIn the church there´s an old bell ringerand he´s just waiting for the timewhen I put my ring on your fingerand making you mineSo, all I do is waitfor that sunday morning sun to shinewhen I´m gonna walk down the line