The Lady and the Tramp

Before the sun comes down, ,and I hang around
And night time falls on us all,
You’ll be looking good, just like Hollywood,
We’ll be the lady and the tramp

They play blues in Chicago, Blue grass in Tennessee
But it was the Man from Memphis, who finally set them free
Before the sun goes down, I’ll just hang around,
Sweetheart, you and me

From California to the Chessapeake Bay.
By way of South Dakota, Oklahoma,
Indianna, West Virginia, and Philadelphia – P A,
Come and watch those good old boys play

Oh Chicago, Oh Tennessee,
Oh Memphis, You mean so much to me

Before the sun goes down, and I come around
And night time falls on us all
You’ll be looking good just like Holly wood
You’ll be the lady,
I’ll be the lady,
We’ll be the lady and the tramp.