A E A G# A C# D E A [Verse 1]A E A Here of late I feel so strange I'm happy and I'm sadE E7 A The way my feelings are sometimes I think they'll drive me madA E A A pretty little girl with frizzy curls came here a week agoA A/B A/C# D E A To work upon the tel -e- phone, And sh'said, hello, hello [Verse 2]A E A Hello, hello, her sweet hello, her voice like music ringsE E7 A It's sweeter than the whippoorwill, that in the moonlight singsA E A As the bell boy here at this hotel I'm always on the goA A/B A/C# D E A E A And then she'll ring that telephone, and say hello, hello [Verse 3]A E A I haven't spoken to her yet, I've been in such a dazeE E7 A Although sometimes she looks at me, with a sort of a distant gazeA E A That I feel so weak, I cannot speak, my heart is beating soA A/B A/C# D E A And then she'll ring that telephone, and say hello, hello [Instrumental]A E AE AA E A G# A C# D E A [Verse 4]A E A I see her as she walks along in sunshine and in rainE E7 A I can hear her midst the jangle of the elevated trainA E A I'd buy for us a little place where honeysuckle growA A/B A/C# D E A She could meet me at the garden gate and say hello, hello [Verse 5]A E A In about a year, she married me and then we settled downE E7 A In a pretty little bungalow not very far from townA E A At night as I go home from work my heart is beating soA A/B A/C# D E A She'll kiss me at the door and say hello, hello, hello
The Telephone Girl
Doc Watson
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