Sangtekst: Del Reeves. Belles Of The Southern Bell.

Doo, da, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, da, doo, doo, doo

There's a southern bell telephone company in our town
Every afternoon I'm right there hangin' around
Bound telephone operators walkin' up and down the street
Any fool could figure out what I'm glad to see

Oh, I'm watchin' the belles of the southern bell go by
Swingin' their hips and rollin' their pretty eyes
Fine high heels stickin' make me start to kickin'
My heels up to the sky
Watchin' the belles of the southern bell go by

They say that them lines gonna be much shorty this year
This sounds like mighty sweet music to my year
I wouldn't have you to thinkin' that I'm the wrong kinda guy
I just sorta gotta knife for the funner things of life

I'm watchin' the belles of the southern bell go by
Yeah, I'm watchin' the belles of the southern bell go by

Doo, da, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, da, doo, doo, doo