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The Prettiest Girl I Ever Saw

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The prettiest girl
I ever saw
Was sipping bourbon
Through a straw
The prettiest girl
I ever saw
Was sipping bourbon (stomp), through a straw.

I walked right up
I sat right down
I ordered up
another round.

I placed my hand
upon her knee
she said GI
your teasing me.

I placed my hand
upon her thigh
she said GI
that’s way too high.

I picked her up
I laid her down
her long blond hair
lay all around.

the wedding was
a formal one
her daddy had
a white shotgun.

and now I’ve got
a mother-in-law
and 14 kids
who call me pa.

3 thoughts on “The Prettiest Girl I Ever Saw

  • The lesson so very clear
    Instead of Bourbon-Stick to Beer,

    Am I right or wrong
    Are we going strong
    Sound off:
    One, two
    Sound off
    Three, four
    Bring it on down-One, two…three, four

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  • William R. (Bill) DuPriest

    Not the words we sang in basic training at Samp son Air force Base in 1954. Our lyrics:
    The prettiest girl I ever saw
    Was sipping bourbon
    Through a straw.
    (repeat)
    And now and then
    The straw would slip
    And I sipped bourbon
    Through her lips.
    (repeat)
    And now I’ve got
    A mother-in-law
    And sixteen kids
    To call me Paw
    (repeat)
    And if you think
    It’s all a joke
    Don’t sip a bourbon
    Sip a Coke
    (repeat).

    Reply
  • The prettiest girl
    I ever saw
    was sipping bourbon
    through a straw

    I walked right up
    and sat right down
    and ordered up another round

    I placed my hand
    upon her knee
    she said GI
    you’re teasing me

    I placed my hand
    upon her thigh
    she said GI
    you’re way too high

    I picked her up
    and laid her down
    her long blonde hair
    was all around

    I pushed it in
    I pulled it out
    it felt so good
    it made me shout

    and now I have
    a mother in law
    and fourteen kids
    who call me paw

    the moral of
    the story is clear
    instead of bourbon
    stick to beer

    Reply

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