Chewing Gum

G I’m a gonna sing about a pretty little thing… G She’s as pretty as a plum… A And one bad habit she does have… A D G She’s always chewin’ chewin’ gum… G Yum, yum… chewin’ gum… G Yum, yum, yum, yum, yum G Whenever she comes to Sunday school… G She always comes with a chum… A And right there, where she always sat… A D They’re always chewin’, chewin’ gum… G Yum, yum… chewin’ gum… G Yum, yum, yum, yum, yum… G She looked so sweet, she dressed so neat… G Her silken hat was sooo plum… A But I declare, she put on the air… A D She’s always chewin’, chewin’ gum… G Yum, yum… chewin’ gum… G Yum, yum, yum, yum, yum… G She had feathers and some fine ones G In that extry oyster plume… A Every-where she went, she spent every cent… A D G She’s always chewin’ chewin’ gum… G Yum, yum… chewin’ gum… G Yum, yum, yum, yum, yum… -