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Elvis Presley - Petunia, the Gardener's Daughter (1966)

Elvis Presley – Petunia, the Gardener’s Daughter: A Musical Blossom

Introduction

Elvis Presley, the King of Rock ‘n’ Roll, is celebrated for his diverse range of songs, each telling a unique story. “Petunia, the Gardener’s Daughter” is one such enchanting tale in the musical tapestry woven by the legend. In this article, we embark on a journey through “Elvis Presley – Petunia, the Gardener’s Daughter,” uncovering the magic and charm that this song has held for generations.

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Did You Know?

  • “Petunia, the Gardener’s Daughter” is a delightful song by Elvis Presley, released in 1965 as part of the soundtrack for the film “Frankie and Johnny.” The song’s whimsical lyrics and Elvis’s charismatic rendition make it a hidden gem in his vast repertoire.
  • Elvis Presley, born on January 8, 1935, in Tupelo, Mississippi, was a cultural icon and music sensation. His influence on the music industry and popular culture remains unparalleled, earning him a permanent place in the annals of musical history.

Music Video

Lyrics

"Petunia The Gardener's Daughter"

I've gotta gal, oh what a pal
The apple of my eye
With something rare, a peach of a pear
But her dad won't let us meet and I could die

I love Petunia the gardener's daughter
Oooh how that gal can kiss
Her eyes are blue as bluebells
Each cheek a rose to see
How I dance when she plants her two lips on me
I'm as daffy as a daffodil
I long to kiss her all the time
Tonight I'll steal into her garden
And make Petunia's two lips mine

(I've got a beau, I love him so
The apple of my eye
With something rare, a peach of a pear
But my dad won't let us meet and I could die)

And we could die

I love Petunia the gardener's daughter
Oooh how that gal can kiss
(My eyes are blue as bluebells
Each cheek a rose to see)
How I dance when she plants her two lips on me

(He's as daffy as a daffodil
He loves to kiss me all the time)
Tonight I'll steal into her garden
And make Petunia's two lips mine

She makes other girls look just like weeds
(I'm gonna be his clinging vine)
Tonight I'll steal into her garden
And make Petunia's two lips
(My ever loving two lips)
Make Petunia's two lips mine

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