Every time you see me talkin’ to a boy that I once knew
Why am I under suspicion of being untrue
When I have to visit someone living in another town
Why am I under suspicion of running around
I swear I’m not guilty I swear I’ve been true
Why can’t you believe that I love only you
If you want the loving romance that your heart is dreaming of
Don’t hold me under suspicion and you’ll hold my love
[ fiddle — piano — guitar ]
Every time you see me talkin’…
