When my man looks at me He knocks me off my feet. When my man looks at me He knocks me off my feet. He's got those 'lectric-shockin' eyes an' The way he shocks me sho is sweet. He kin play a banjo. Lordy, he kin plunk, plunk, plunk. He kin play a banjo. I mean plunk, plunk . . . plunk, plunk. He plays good when he's sober And better, better, better when he's drunk. Eagle-rockin', Daddy, eagle-rock with me. Eagle-rockin', Come an' eagle-rock with me. Honey baby, Eagle-rockish as I kin be! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOHN ERICSSON DAY MEMORIAL, 1918 by CARL SANDBURG VIGNETTES OVERSEAS: 11. HAMBURG by SARA TEASDALE FLORENCE VANE by PHILIP PENDLETON COOKE THE BRITISH CHURCH by GEORGE HERBERT THE LONG WHITE SEAM by JEAN INGELOW A FOREIGN RULER by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR |