That I do love you darling so,
Oh, know;
That I so ache that I may take
You where I go
And stay in range of your blue eyes,
Dear, realise
And lie at every eventide
Always
By your side
I gladly raise this glass of scotch
To my girl Allie Rose, my love
Who bought the bottle, certain of...
Moscow nights are minus one
Moscow days have lots of fun
A certain amount of painful fun...
