ESKIMO PIE

(George Jones)

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You can talk about your Frauleins and your pretty Geisha girls

And about the one you got in the USA

But I found myself a sweetheart in Alaska way up high

She's my Eskimo baby she's my Eskimo pie

She's my Eskimo baby she's my Eskimo pie

She lives south of the North pole and I know the reason why

She's my Eskimo baby and I'll love her till I die

She's my Eskimo baby she's my Eskimo pie

Crossing o'er the frozen river to a valley filled with snow

I lost all my directions and I knew not where to go

When a warm hand fell upon me and a voice said with a sigh

I would take you to my igloo Mister I won't let you die

Well she's my Eskimo baby...

And there came the day of parting and we had to say goodbye

As I crossed back o'er the river I could think I hear her cry

I know that someday I'll return I must before I die

Cause she's my Eskimo baby she's my Eskimo pie

Well she's my Eskimo baby...