Vidalia — текст песни (Sammy Kershaw)

Ain`t nothing so precious as a first born child
What to call their little angel
They wondered for awhile
Your dear mama Violet
And your proud daddy Dale
I know when they named ya
They surely meant well, but...

Vidalia, Vidalia
Girl won`t you tell me why
Sweet Vadalia
You always gotta make me cry

I never paid no attention to a girl before
Till the day I saw you standin`
In the Sunday school door
One boy sorta snickered when the roll was read
Till you laid the word of God
Up `side of his head

Vidalia, Vidalia
Girl won`t you tell me why
Sweet Vadalia
You always gotta make me cry

When I try to get too close
Seems like we`ve always been almost
Just one step or two away from true love

Well I love the way you walk, I love the way you kiss
I love to get away with you alone like this
If I could mention just one little thing
Vidalia would ya stop livin` up to your name

Vidalia, Vidalia
Girl won`t you tell me why
Sweet Vadalia
You always gotta make me cry

Vidalia
Girl won`t you tell me why
Sweet Vadalia
You always gotta make me cry
You always gotta make me cry
You always gotta make me cry
You always gotta make me cry