Cross my heart
Valerie broussardI promise not to tell a lie
Cross my heart and hope to die
Cross my heart and hope to die
I promise not to tell a lie
Cross my heart and hope to die
I know what I saw
And I know that it's on me
Through the fog
And the banks of the Mississipi
At the first, I was sure
That I was going crazy
A ghostly serenade
It started singing
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Cross my heart and hope to die
I promise not to tell a lie
Cross my heart and hope to die
I know that I'm losing my credibility
But I know what I saw
And I know That it's only
I swear on the grave of my late darling
He had a song
He'd always sing
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Cross my heart and hope to die
I promise not to tell a lie
Cross my heart and hope to die
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na