Written by Roy Turk and Fred Ahlert
Introdução: Bm5-/7 E7 Bm5-/7 E7 A A6 C#m7 F#m A7M F#m F#7 Gee, it's great after bein' out late walkin' my baby back home; Bm5-/7 E7 Bm5-/7 E7 Bm5-/7 E7 A Edim E7 Arm in arm over meadow and farm, walkin' my baby back home. A A6 C#m7 F#m A7M F#m F#7 We go along harmonizing a song, or I'm recitin' a poem Bm5-/7 E7 Bm5-/7 E7 Bm5-/7 E7 A A7M Owls go by and they give me the eye walkin' my baby back home. Bridge C#m F#7 F#m G#7 We stop for a while, she gives me a smile and snuggles her head on my chest; C#m F#7 Bm7 E7 We start in to pet and that's when I get her talcum all over my vest. A A6 C#m7 F#m A7M F#m F#7 After I kinda straighten my tie, she has to borrow my comb; Bm5-/7 E7 Bm5-/7 E7 Bm5-/7 E7 A A7M One kiss then I continue again walkin' my baby back home. Interlude: A A6 C#m7 F#m A7M F#m F#7 Bm5-/7 E7 Bm5-/7 E7 Bm5-/7 E7 A Edim E7 Bridge C#m F#7 F#m G#7 She's 'fraid of the dark so I have to park outside of her door till it's light C#m F#7 B7 E7 She says if I try to kiss her she'll cry I dry her tears all through the night A A6 C#m7 F#m A7M F#m F#7 Hand in hand to a barbecue stand, right from her doorway we roam; Bm5-/7 E7 Bm5-/7 E7 Bm5-/7 E7 C#m5-/7 F#7 Eats and then it's a pleasure again, walkin' my baby, talkin' my baby, Bm5-/7 E7 C#m5-/7 F#7 Bm5-/7 E7 D9 A Lovin' my baby, I don't mean maybe, walkin' my baby back home