Friendly Persuasion

Lyrics

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