Sweet Thing Songtext / Lyric

I was young and I wanted a shy

sweet thing

went to town just to look here for my

sweet thing

had a dream of a brown-eyed man

six feet tall with cheeks of tan

sweet thing

sweet thing

sweet thing

I dressed up and I went to a ball

sweet thing

he passed by and I wanted to call

sweet thing

call to him "come and dance with me"

do a little jig and a "one-two-three"

sweet thing

sweet thing

sweet thing

he started moving, taught me, and my thought was so on grin

yes he started moving, taught me, and my head began to spin

but he was going by me, my brown-eyed man

I watched him go and ran and ran

and he was gone

gone in the night

sweet thing

shine a light, Mr. Moon, for my

sweet sweet thing

I'll go back to my home on the hill

have me a dream and keep it until

I find

my sweet

sweet thing

till I find

my sweet

sweet thing

my fine sweet thing