Roger Miller - Won’tcha Come Be My Friend

I live in the midst of a strawberry field 

I pick the strawberries and hand some to you 

And if the fruit doesn't suit you I'll hand you some flowers 

A strawberry field is a rose garden too 



And I love it, every day of my life 

 I love my children and I'm true to my wife 

And I love you, won'tcha come be my friend 

You may never get another chance to be insane again 



Na-na-na………. 



I'm rich so I'm able to do as I choose 

So I cut paper dolls out of yesterday's news 

I shop at the market, I dine at the grand 

My uncle plays drums in a twenty  piece band 



And I love it, every day of my life 

 I love my children and I'm true to my wife 

And I love you, won'tcha come be my friend 

You may never get another chance to be insane again 



Na-na-na………. 















		
			



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