Flanagan and Allen – Strolling Chords

Strolling, just strolling,
In the cool of the evening air,
I don’t envy the rich
In their automobiles,
Coz a motor car is phoney
I’d rather have Shanks’s pony,
When I’m strolling, just strolling,
By the light of the moon above,
Ev’ry night I go out strolling,
And I know my luck is rolling,
When I’m strolling with the one I love.

Coz a motor car is phoney
I’d rather have Shanks’s pony,
When I’m strolling, just strolling,
By the light of the moon above,
Ev’ry night I go out strolling,
And I know my luck is rolling,
When I’m strolling with the one I love.

Strolling, just strolling,
In the cool of the evening air,
Every man and his dog
Keeps on walking for miles
And we don’t care who tramps most,
But they can never pass one lamp post,
When they’re strolling, just strolling,
By the light of the moon above
Though we might think we’re good planners,
But the blighters won’t learn manners,
Though they’re strolling with the ones they love.