Gee it's great after staying out late,

Walking my baby back home.

Arm in arm, over meadow and farm,

Walking my baby back home.

We go on harmonizing a song

Or she's reciting a poem,

Owls fly by and they give me the eye,

Walking my baby back home.

We stop for awhile,

She gives me a smile

And cuddles her cheek to my chest.

We start to pet and that's when I get

Her powder all over my vest.

After I kind of straighten my tie,

She has to borrow my comb.

It's one kiss then we continue again

Walking my baby back home.