Perry Como – Dear Hearts And Gentle People lyrics

I love those dear hearts . . . an? gentle people,
Who live in my home town,
Because those dear hearts . . . an? gentle people,
Will never, ever, let you down!

They read the ?good-book? . . . from fri ?till monday,
That's how the weekend goes!
I've got a ?dream-house? . . . I'll build there one day,
With a picket-fence . . . an? ramblin? rose!

I feel so welcome . . . each time that I return,
That my happy heart keeps laughin? like a clown
I love those dear hearts . . . an? gentle people,
Who live an? love in my home town!

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I love those people!

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I love those dear hearts . . . an? gentle people,
Who live in my home town,
Because those dear hearts . . . an? gentle people,
Will never, ever let you down!

They read the ?good-book? . . . from fri ?till monday,
That's how the weekend goes!
I've got a ?dream-house? . . . I'll build there one day,
With a picket-fence . . . and a ramblin? rose!

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I love the dear hearts . . . an? gentle people,
Who shout a friendly ?hi? . . .
When they go passin? by . . .
Who live an? love in my home town!
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Ah! these are my kinda people!