Swingin'
Lyrics LeAnn Rimes

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There's a little boy, in our neighborhood.
His name is Charlie Jackson, and he's really lookin' good.
I had to go and see him, so I called him on the phone.
I walked over to his house, and this was goin' on.

His brother was on the sofa, eatin' chocolate pie.
His Momma was in the kitchen, cuttin' chicken up to fry.
His Daddy was in the backyard, rollin' up a garden hose.
I was on the porch with Charlie, feelin' love down to my toes.
And we were swingin'
Oh yeah we were swingin'

Little Charlie he's as pretty as the angels when they sing.
I can't believe I'm out here on his front porch in this swing,
Just a swingin'

Now little Charlie he's my darlin', he's the apple of my eye.
When I'm on the swing with him, it makes me almost high.
And Charlie he's my lover, and he has been since the spring.
I just can't believe it started on his front porch in this swing.
Just a swingin'.
Oh yeah now we're a swingin'.

Little Charlie he's as pretty as the angels when they sing.
I can't believe I'm out here on his front porch in this swing,
Just a swingin'

On the sofa, eatin' chocolate pie.
In the kitchen, cuttin' chicken up to fry.
In the backyard, rollin' up a garden hose.
Yeah feelin' love down to my toes.
He's the apple of my eye.
When I'm with him, it makes me almost high.
He's been since the spring.
On his front porch in this swing.
Just a swingin'.
Yeah now we're a swingin'.
Yeah we're a swingin'.
Oh now we're a swingin'.

Yeah little Charlie he's as pretty as the angels when they sing.
I can't believe I'm out here on his front porch in this swing,
Yeah, just a swingin'
Swingin'.

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Originally by John Anderson

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