Along about sunup every day I grab my bucket and Im on my way I go down the road a runnin and a kickin Im headed for the patch to do some blackberry pickin I fill my bucket right to the top It makes my lips go flippetyflop I hear a little voice and it sounds so sad It said, ?Dont pick me now cause I aint ripe, dad? Blackberry boogie, blackberry boogie Im brought back like a flip When its blackberry pickin time I went to see my gal, I set my bucket down She said, ?Hi there baby, are you goin to town?? I said, ?Uhuh honey, Im a goin where they scratch Ill meet you in a minute in the blackberry patch? She grabs her bucket and she jumps and squeals Im headin for the bushes and shes hot on my heels I start pickin on one end, she picks on the other We meet in the middle and she yells, ?Oh, brother? Blackberry boogie, blackberry boogie Oh, I love that girl When I meet her in the middle of the patch You might also likeWe go through the briars walkin hand in hand Pickin blackberries just to beat the band I grab her for a kiss, she said, ?Turn me loose Your lips are all blue from that blackberry juice? I hug her once and said, ?Dont be coy You know Im your blackberry pickin boy? I kissed her then and she let out a sigh And said, ?Lets go to my house and bake a pie? Blackberry boogie, blackberry boogie Ill be back little gal When its blackberry pickin time
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