The Surrey With The Fringe On Top(From "Oklahoma!" Soundtrack) - Charlotte Greenwood/Gordon MacRae/Shirley Jones

作曲：Richard Rodgers/Oscar Hammerstein II

When I take you out tonight with me

Honey here's the way it's gonna be

You will set behind a team of snow white horses

In the slickest gig you'll ever see

Chicks and ducks and geese better scurry

When I take you out in the surrey

When I take you out in the surrey

With the fringe on top

Watch that fringe an' see how it flutters

When I drive them high stepping strutters

Nosy pokes will peak through their

Shutters and their eyes will pop

The wheels are yellow the upholstery's brown

The dashboard's genuine leather

With eisenglass curtains you can roll right down

In case there's a change in the weather

Two bright side lights winking and blinking

Ain't no finer rig I'm a thinking

You can keep yer rig if yer thinking

That I'd keer to swap

Fer that shiny little surry with the fringe on the top

Would you say the fringe was made of silk

Wouldn't have no other kind but silk

Has it really got a team of snow white horses

One's like snow the other's more like milk

All the world'll fly in a flurry

When I take you out in the surry

When I take you out in the surry

With the fringe on top

When we hit that road hell for leather

Cats and dogs will dance in the heather

Birds and frogs'll sing all together

And the toads will hop

The wind'll whistle as we rattle along

The cows'll moo in the clover

The river will ripple out a whispered song

And whisper it over and over

Don't you wish you'd go on forever

Don't you wish you'd go on forever

Don't you wish you'd go on forever

And you'd never stop

In that shiny little surry

With the fringe on the top

I can see the stars gitting blurry

When we ride back home in the surry

Riding slowly home in the surry

With the fringe on top

I can feel the day getting older

Feel a sleepy head near my shoulder

Nodding drooping close to my shoulder

Till it falls kerplop

The sun is swimming on the rim of a hill

The moon is taking a header

And jist as I'm thinking all the earth is still

A lark'll wake up in the meader

Hush you bird

My baby's a sleeping

Maybe got a dream worth a keeping

Whoa you team an' jist keep a creeping

At a slow clip clop

Don't you hurry little surry

With the fringe on the top