Carrie:
Julie, Julie! Do you like him?
Julie:
I don't know
Carrie:
Did you like it when he talked to you today
When he put you on the carousel that way, mm mm mm
Did you like that?
Julie:
I'd rather not say
Carrie:
You're a queer one, Julie Jordan
You were quieter and deeper than a well
An' ya never tell me nothin'!
Julie:
There's nothin' that I care to choose to tell
Carrie:
You been acting most peculiar
Every morning you're awake ahead of me
Always settin' by the winder
Julie:
I like to watch the river meet the sea
Carrie:
When we work in the mill, weavin' at the loom
You gaze absent-minded at the roof
And half the time your shuttle gets twisted in the threads
'Till you can't tell the warp from the woof
Julie:
'Taint so
Carrie:
You're a queer one, Julie Jordan
You won't ever tell a body what you think
You're as tight-lipped as an oyster
And as silent as an old Sahara spink!
Julie, I've been bustin' to tell you something lately...
Julie:
You have?!
Carrie:
The reason I didn't care to tell you before is 'cause
You didn't have a fella of your own. Hmm hmm...
But now that you got one, I can tell you about mine!
Julie:
I'm glad you gotta fella, Carrie!