Kissing Is Crime | Lonesome

I know a little girl and I want her for my wife

She's pretty and sweet neat little feet and never been kissed in her life

You can ask her for a kiss she said oh what a bore

Every time she bows and declares she'll never do so anymore

Born to be a better girl and never kiss again

Afraid my ma might find it out and cause her great pain

You may walk and talk and hold my hand but kissing is a crime

I'll not kiss you anymore until next time

I called at her house one night but I didn't intend to stay

She laid her head on my shoulder and said the old folks are away

I kissed her a dozen times and someone came to the door

Every time she bowed and declares she'd never do so anymore

She'll see you to the door kiss and then goodnight

Every time she bows and declares she'll never do so any more