From[G] the candy store on the[C] corner,
To the[D] chaple[D7] on the[G] hill,
Two[G] young lovers are longing to[C] go there,
And they[D] dream some[D7] day they[G] will,
Though their hearts are in tune with a love song,
Every promice they make they keep,
For true love is a treasure of treasures,
When your only seventeen.
At[G] seventeen its a[C] trill,
To[D] dream some[D7] day you[G] will,
Walk[G] hand in hand,from the[C] candy store,
To the[D] chaple on the[G] hill.