Sångtext McKinney's Cotton Pickers: After All, You're All I'm After

After All, You're All I'm After


I don't want the rainbow's end;
I don't need another friend;
After all, you're all I'm after now.

I won't care what comes my way,
If I share your love each day,
After all, you're all I'm after now, sweetheart.

I don't want a million, dear,
For it is plain to see,
You're one in a million, dear,
And you're the one for me.

I don't crave the hall of fame,
But I'll slave to change your name,
After all, you're all I'm after now.







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