THE CURLY-HEADED KID IN THE THIRD ROW


Four Coins


(formerly the Four Keys (of Pennsylvania) prior to joining Epic Records in 1954)


I was the curly-headed kid in the third row
You were the girl with pigtails sitting 'cross the aisle
How you made me blush through my freckles
Every time you flashed your toothless smile.

I was the curly-headed kid in the third row
Who wished the girl with pigtails someday would be mine
But sometimes a fella can be bashful
Specially when a fellas only nine.

Then the years hurried by
We grew up you and I
And we found that we still felt the same
Childhood vows all came true
When we both said I do
As I gave you my love and my name.

Now there's a curly-headed kid in the third row
The cutest freckled face that you would want to see
Sweet as she can be in her pigtails
A perfect combination dear, of you and me.

(bridge)

Now there's a curly-headed kid in the third row
The cutest freckled face that you would want to see
Sweet as she can be in her pigtails
A perfect combination dear, of you and me.




(Transcribed by David Story - June 2013)