Blackberry Boogie Lyrics - Tennessee Ernie Ford

Along about sun-up every day 

I grab my bucket and I'm on my way 

I go down the road a runnin' and a kickin' 

I'm headed for the patch to do some blackberry pickin' 

I fill my bucket right to the top 

It makes my lips go flippety-flop 

I hear a little voice and it sounds so sad 

It said, Don't pick me now 'cause I ain't ripe, dad 

Blackberry boogie, blackberry boogie 

I'm brought back like a flip 

When it's blackberry pickin' time 

I went to see my gal, I set my bucket down 

She said, Hi there baby, are you goin' to town? 

I said, Uh-uh honey, I'm a goin' where they scratch 

I'll meet you in a minute in the blackberry patch 

She grabs her bucket and she jumps and squeals 

I'm headin' for the bushes and she's hot on my heels 

I start pickin' on one end, she picks on the other 

We meet in the middle and she yells, Oh, brother 

Blackberry boogie, blackberry boogie 

Oh, I love that girl 

When I meet her in the middle of the patch 

We go through the briars walkin' hand in hand 

Pickin' blackberries just to beat the band 

I grab her for a kiss, she said, Turn me loose 

Your lips are all blue from that blackberry juice 

I hug her once and said, Don't be coy 

You know I'm your blackberry pickin' boy 

I kissed her then and she let out a sigh 

And said, Let's go to my house and bake a pie 

Blackberry boogie, blackberry boogie 

I'll be back little gal 

When it's blackberry pickin' time