Paddlin' Madelin' Home (Harry M Woods) 'Cause when I'm paddlin' Madelin' home, Gee, when I'm paddlin' Madelin' home, First I drift with the tide, then pull for the shore. I hug her and kiss her and paddle some more, Then I keep paddlin' Madelin' home, Until I find a spot where we're alone. Oh! She never says "no," so I kiss her and go Paddlin' Madelin', sweet, sweet Madelin', Paddlin' Madelin' home 'Cause when I'm paddlin' Madelin' home, Gee, when I'm paddlin' Madelin' home, First I kiss her a while, and when I get through, I paddle for one mile and drift back for two, Then I keep paddlin' Madelin' home, Until I find a spot where we're alone. Oh! If she'd only say, "Throw your paddles away!" Paddlin' Madelin', sweet, sweet Madelin', Paddlin' Madelin' home. Harry M Woods, (c)1925, Shapiro, Bernstein, & Co. Recorded in 1925 by Cliff Edwards and in 1926 by the Ipana Troubadors XX
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