The Lettermen - Friendly Persuasion lyrics

Thee I love, more than the meadows so green and still, More than the mulberries on the hill, More than the buds on the mayapple tree, I love thee. Arms have I, strong as the oak for this occasion; Lips have I to kiss thee too, in friendly persuasion. Thee is mine, though I don't know many words of praise; Thee pleasures me in a hundred ways, Put on your bonnet, your cape and your glove And come with me, for thee I love. Friendly persuasion Thee is mine, though I don't know many words of praise; Thee pleasures me in a hundred ways, Put on your bonnet, your cape, and your glove And come with me, for thee I love.