Me And My Melinda de Kay Kyser

Me and my Melinda,
My Melinda and me,
We are bound up together in sympathy,
Me and my Melinda,
We are seldom apart
On the nights when I feel
Like a heart to heart.
When I'm blue
We just sit there holding hands,
And when we do
My Melinda understands.
When I'm having trouble
That I cannot disclose,
When I can't tell the world
Of my private woes,
Long before I tell her
My Melinda knows