When I take you out, tonight, with me Honey, here's the way it's goin' to be You will set behind a team of snow white horses In the slickest gig you 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 and see how it flutters When I drive them high steppin' strutters Nosey pokes'll peek thru' their shutters and their eyes will pop!
The wheels are yeller, the upholstery's brown The dashboard's genuine leather With isinglass curtains y' 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' 'at I'd keep to swap Fer that shiny, little surrey with the fringe on the top!
Did you say the fringe was made of silk Wouldn't have no other kind but silk Does it really have a team of snow white horses One's like snow, the others more like milk All the world'll fly in a flurry When I take you out in the surrey When I take you out in the surrey with the fringe on top!
When we hit that road, hell fer leather Cats and dogs'll 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 wishty'd go on forever? Don't you wishty'd go on forever? Don't you wishty'd go on forever and you'd never stop In that shiny, little surrey with the fringe on the top! I can see the stars gettin' blurry When we drive back home in the surrey Drivin' slowly home in the surrey with the fringe on top!
I can feel the day gettin' older Feel a sleepy head on my shoulder Noddin', droopin' close to my shoulder till it falls kerplop!
The sun is swimmin' on the rim of a hill The moon is takin' a header And jist as I'm thinkin' all the earth is still A lark'll wake up in the medder Hush, you bird, my baby's a-sleepin'! Maybe got a dream worth a-keepin'
Whoa! you team, and jist keep a-creepin' at a slow clip clop Don't you hurry with the surrey with the fringe on the top!
Compositor: Oscar Hammerstein Ii / Robin Spielberg / Richard Rodgers