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
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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