There’s Not a Thing – Eddy Arnold

There’s Not a Thing

There’s Not a Thing Lyrics

I take a trip to the Moon
In an old rockin' ship
If I could be rewarded with
A kiss from your sweet lips

'Cause there's not a thing
I wouldn't do for you
There's not a single little thing
In this world I wouldn't do for you

I'd pick a lotta cotton
Work my fingers to the bone
If you would only promise
To be just mine alone

I'd even go to India
Picking some old tune
If you would be my baby
'Neath the old India moon

I may not mean so much
To anybody else
But for you my baby
I'll kep my love on the shelf

I'd take a pick and shovel
And if the need should be
I'd dig my way to China
If you'd dig away with me