Oh Helen Composer(s): Chas. R. McCarron; Carey Morgan Performer(s): Ian Whitcomb
Willie Meek tho' good at grammar When he'd speak he'd always stammer And when he tried, He'd be mortified
He'd call on a girl named Helen, most ev'ry day He'd start sighin' like a dyin' calf and then he'd say
Oh H-H-Hel- Oh H-H-Hel- Oh Helen please be mine Your f-f-feat- your f-f-feat- your features are divine I s-s-swear I s-s-swear I swear I will be true Oh D-D-Dam- Oh D-D-Dam- Oh Damsel I love you
Helen's daddy knocked him silly Ripping mad he went for Willie Thought him profane, nearly went insane But when Willie Meek explained it It was all right
Now her father doesn't bother, when he says each night You s-s-simp- you s-s-simp- you simply are divine You m-m-mud- you m-m-mud- you muddle me it's true
Oh H-H-Hel- Oh H-H-Hel- Oh Helen please be mine Your f-f-feat- your f-f-feat- your features are divine I s-s-swear I s-s-swear I swear I will be true Oh D-D-Dam- Oh D-D-Dam- Oh Damsel I love you
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