add Af ter one whole quar- ter bran- dy like a dai sy I'm a wake with no bro mo selt zer han- dy I don't ev en shake love is not a new sen sa tion I've done ty well think but his half pint im mi ta tion put on the blink--- I'm wild a gain be- guiled a gain a whim-pe-ring child be witched both wil dered am I could-n't and would-n't when me, I n't sleep be-witched both-ered wil am I lost my heart but what of it she is cold I a gree She but I love it, al-though the laugh's on me. I sing bring spring and long, for when cling be-witched both-ered and wil dered am I.