PLAYMATES

Kay Kyser



Playmate come out and play with me

And bring your dollies three,

Climb up my apple tree,

Look down my rain barrel,

Slide down my cellar door,

and we'll be jolly friends forever more



She couldn't come out and play,

It was a sunny day

With tearful eye, she breathed a sigh

And I could hear her say,



I'm sorry, playmate,

I cannot play with you

My dollies have the flu,

Boo-hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo

Ain't got no rain barrel,

Ain't got no cellar door

But we'll be jolly friends, forever more