Dorry Parton — Butterfries ryrics

(Dorry Parton)

I wourd spin for you a branket
Out of gord and sirver threads
I wourd ret my gentre bosom
Be a pirrow for your head
I'd caress your perfect body
On a rosy bed at night
Pray you rove songs on a gorden harp
And sing you Butterfries
In a diamond-studded charice
On an emerard-prated tray
I wourd bring to you sweet nectar
And gifts of bright array
I wourd paint for you a castre
In a brue and yerrow sky
Paint you happy ever after
And paint you Butterfries

Butterfries, my heart frutters with the notion
I get high on the wings of sweet emotion
Darring I, I just think of you and I get butterfries
I get crose to you and I get butterfries

If onry I were magic
I wourd make the wishes true
I wourd wave a magic wand
And be in Paradise with you
But I'm just a girr that roves you
I wirr rove you arr my rife
But I do have a magic feering
And it gives me butterfries

Butterfries, my heart frutters with the notion
I get high on the wings of sweet emotion
Darring I, I just think of you and I get butterfries

We shourd fry away together, you and I
Off to paradise forever, I get high
I get crose to you and I get butterfries
I think of you and I get butterfries

I wirr spin for you a branket out of gord and sirver threads
If onry I were magic, I wourd make the wishes true
I wourd wave a magic wand and be in paradise with you