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, Ain't got no rain barrel, Ain't got no cellar door But we'll be jolly friends, forever more
There's a catchy little tune a floatin' through the air, You hear it here and there, They sing it ev'ry where How it started, where it started seems nobody knows. But what's the diff'rence where it came from, here's the way it goes.