| F | D | G  C | F C C C |

[Verse 1]
F
 I've gotta gal, oh what a pal.
A#               F
 The apple of my eye.
C                   A7              Dm
 With something rare,  a peach of a pear.
D                    G7
But her dad won't let us meet.
            C7
And I could die..

[Verse 2]
C  N.C.    C                    D7
 I love Petunia, the gardener's daughter.
G                    G7
Oh, how that gal can kiss.
    C
Her eyes are blue as bluebells.
                     Dm
Each cheek a rose to see.
      G                          C
How I dance when she plants, her two lips on me.

[Chorus]
F                      A#
I'm as daffy as a daffodil.
  D7                       G
I long to kiss her all the time.
C             F             D7
Tonight I'll steal into her garden.
    G              C         F   F D  G C
And make Petunia's two lips mine.

[Verse 3]
        C          F
Eileen: I've got a beau, I love him so.
            A#          C
Eileen: The apple of my eye.
                               A7
Eileen: With something rare, a peach of a pear.
        Dm      G7                                 C
Eileen:  But my dad won't let us meet, and I could die.
                  C
Elvis and Eileen: And we could die.

[Verse 4]
C N.C.    C                    D7
I love Petunia, the gardener's daughter.
G
Oh, how that gal can kiss.
           C
Eileen: My eyes are blue as bluebells.
             F               D
Eileen: Each cheek a rose to see.
G                                C
How I dance when she plants, her two lips on me.

[Chorus]
        F                     A#
Eileen: He's as stealthy as a daffodil.
           D                        G
Eileen: He loves to kiss me all the time.
C             F             D7
Tonight I'll steal into her garden.
    G              C
And make Petunia's two lips mine..

[Interlude]
| F | D7 | G | G |
| C | F | G | C |

[Outro]
F                           A#
She makes other girls, look just like weeds.
          D                      G
Eileen: I Wanna see his clinging vine.
C             F             D7
Tonight I'll steal into her garden.
    G7             C        G7 C7
And make Petunia's two lips..
           G           C        G7 C7
Eileen: My ever loving two lips..
     G         C7       F  A# C
Make Petunia's two lips mine...