The Telephone Girl

Intro: verse 1 Here of late I feel so strange I'm happy and I'm sad The way my feelings are sometimes I think they'll drive me mad A pretty little girl with frizzy curls came here a week ago To work upon the tel -e- phone, And sh'said, hello, hello verse 2 Hello, hello, her sweet hello, her voice like music rings It's sweeter than the whippoorwill, that in the moonlight sings As the bell boy here at this hotel I'm always on the go And then she'll ring that telephone, and say hello, hello verse 3 I haven't spoken to her yet, I've been in such a daze Although sometimes she looks at me, with a sort of a distant gaze That I feel so weak, I cannot speak, my heart is beating so And then she'll ring that telephone, and say hello, hello Instrumental verse 4 I see her as she walks along in sunshine and in rain I can hear her midst the jangle of the elevated train I'd buy for us a little place where honeysuckle grow She could meet me at the garden gate and say hello, hello verse 5 In about a year, she married me and then we settled down In a pretty little bungalow not very far from town At night as I go home from work my heart is beating so She'll kiss me at the door and say hello, hello, hello