Peter Piper - Mildred Bailey

I’m in the middle of solving a riddle that no one can do;

That goes for Albert Einstein, the League of Nations too

So now my fine and feathered friend

I’ll leave it up to you

If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers

How much do I love you?

Then what have I got to pick to turn the trick

And make you love me too?

If Simple Simon sat beside a shallow saucer

Tryin' to catch a whale

Then what have I got to try to make you buy

The heart I’ve got for sale?

How much wood would a wood-chuck chuck

If a wood-chuck could chuck wood?

I’d chuck double with no trouble

If it did me any good

If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers

I’ll tell you what I’d do

I’d pick a peck of peppers

Sit beside a saucer

I’d even be a wood-chuck

Chuck-in all I could chuck

Just to make you love me too