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 and see how it flutters
When I drive them high steppin' strutters
Nosey folks'll peek through their shutters and their eyes will pop
The wheels are yeller, the upholstery's brown
The dashboard's genuine leather
With icy glass curtains you can roll right down
In case there's a change in the weather
Two bright sidelight's winkin' and blinkin'
Ain't no finer rig I'm a-thinkin'
You can keep your rig if you're thinkin' that I'd care to swap
For that shiny, little surrey with the fringe on the top!
Oh, what a beautiful mornin'
Oh, what a beautiful day
I've got a beautiful feelin'
Everything's goin' my way
There's a bright, golden haze on the meadow
There's a bright, golden haze on the meadow
The corn is as high as an elephant's eye
And it looks like it's climbing clear up to the sky
Oh, what a beautiful mornin'
Oh, what a beautiful day.
I've got a beautiful feelin'
Everything's goin' my way
Say, Oh what a beautiful day!
Thank heaven for little girls
For little girls get bigger every day
Thank heaven for little girls
They grow up in the most delightful way
Those little eyes so helpless and appealing
One day will flash and send you crashing thru the ceiling
Thank heaven for little girls
Thank heaven for them all
No matter where no matter who
Without them, what would little boys do?
Thank heaven. . Thank heaven. .
Thank heaven for little girls!