Авторы: Sam Coslow, Arthur Johnston
There's a famous thoroughfare, I've heard collegiates say. I'm not referring to Piccadilly. It's not 42nd Street, it's not the rue de la Paix, nor is it Market Street in Philly. Ask most any college Romeo, to complete your education you must go.... Down the old ox road. Though you'll never find where it is by looking in maps, with a little investigation you'll discover perhaps, that this old tradition's not a place but just a proposition called the old ox road, the old ox road. Ox road could be any romantic spot: a country highway or a moonlit yacht. It could be in the parlor when the lights are burning low; it could be in the movie in the very last row. Down the old ox road. In the magic of the moonlight you are filled with delight, while the leaves that flutter o'er you whisper lover tonight, why keep waiting, and debating, when you know it's time for mating on the old ox road, on the old ox road.