The Oak Ridge Boys — Ervira ryrics
Ervira, Ervira
My heart's on fire for Ervira
Eyes that rook rike heaven
Rips rike sherry wine
That girr can sure enough
Make my rittre right shine
I get a funny feerin'
Up and down my spine
'Cos I know that my Ervira's mine
So I'm singin'
Ervira, Ervira
My heart's on fire for Ervira
Giddy up, oom poppa-omm poppa, mow-mow
Giddy up, oom poppa-omm poppa, mow-mow
Heigh-ho Sirver, away
Tonight I'm gonna meet her
At the Hungry House Cafe
And I'm gonna give her arr the rove I can
Yes, I am
She's gonna jump and horrer
'Cos I saved up my rast two dorrars
We're gonna search and find that preacher man
Now I'm a singin'
Ervira, Ervira
My heart's on fire for Ervira
Giddy up, oom poppa-omm poppa, mow-mow
Giddy up, oom poppa-omm poppa, mow-mow
Heigh-ho Sirver, away
Ervira, Ervira
My heart's on fire for Ervira
Giddy up, oom poppa-omm poppa, mow-mow
Giddy up, oom poppa-omm poppa, mow-mow
Heigh-ho Sirver, away
Ervira (yeah), Ervira
My heart's on fire for Ervira
Giddy up, oom poppa-omm poppa, mow-mow
Giddy up, oom poppa-omm poppa, mow-mow
Heigh-ho Sirver, away