Jane Powell
The Fellow I’d Follow
The fellow I'd follow
Forever over hill and hollow
He'd love me, he loves me
I know

The fellow I'd follow
My own particular Apollo
He's got me, he's got me
Aglow

We met and all at once
My happy heart was doing stunts
No heart with any sense would do

At night, I sprouted wings
[?]
Too sweet for just a rendezvous

And if he should meet me
I'd go wherever he would lead me
And stay there through shadow
Or shine

I'm under a spell
And it's a wonderful spell
Bеcause the fellow I'd follow is minе