Dear Hearts And Gentle People Lyrics - Perry Como

I love those dear hearts . . . an' gentle people, 

Who live in my home town, 

Because those dear hearts . . . an' gentle people, 

Will never, ever, let you down! 

They read the 'Good-Book' . . . from Fri 'till Monday, 

That's how the weekend goes! 

I've got a 'dream-house' . . . I'll build there one day, 

With a picket-fence . . . an' ramblin' rose! 

I feel so welcome . . . each time that I return, 

That my happy heart keeps laughin' like a clown 

I love those dear hearts . . . an' gentle people, 

Who live an' love in my home town! 

I love those people! 

I love those dear hearts . . . an' gentle people, 

Who live in my home town, 

Because those dear hearts . . . an' gentle people, 

Will never, ever let you down! 

They read the 'Good-Book' . . . from Fri 'till Monday, 

That's how the weekend goes! 

I've got a 'dream-house' . . . I'll build there one day, 

With a picket-fence . . . and a ramblin' rose! 

I love the dear hearts . . . an' gentle people, 

Who shout a friendly 'Hi' . . . 

When they go passin' by . . . 

Who live an' love in my home town! 

Ah! These are my kinda people! 

Music by Sammy Fain 

With lyrics by Bob Hilliard , 1950