That Precious Little Thing Called Love
Words and Music by Chris Smith and Cecil Mack
‘Round as a biscuit, busy as a bee
Prettiest thing you ever did see
That’s the riddle old John Biddle told Miss Dinah Lee
Dinah said that’s easy,
Tell me one I haven’t heard,
John said Here’s one I wrote myself
Just listen it’s a bird.
Chorus:
Father and Mother like it,
Sister and brother like it
Uncle Joe and old Aunt Jane,
I know you like it, and you know I like it!
It’s a grand old game
Your Nephew Ephraham And my cousin Susianne
Even to the Cooin’ dove
Just crazy ‘bout that wonderful thing,
That beautiful thing,
That sweet little thing,
That precious little thing called love.
This little riddle, Johnnie Biddle wrote
All around town it soon did float
This same riddle told by Biddle
Got Miss Dinah’s goat.
Dinah said to Johnnie
I will learn it right away
So when them parties whom I love
Come ‘round to him I’ll say.
Chorus