Almost crude but not |
[Tune: Battle Hymn of the Republic.]
He went into the water and he got his toes all wet. [3x]
But he
didn't get his . . . . . . wet, yet.
[Continue: Feet, ankles, shins, knees, thighs. Then:]
He went into
the water and he finally got it wet. [3x]
Yes, he finally got his
bathing suit wet, yet.
CHORUS
Sweet violets, sweeter than the roses,
Covered all over
from head to toe,
Covered all over with sweet violets.
There once was a farmer who took a young miss
In back of the barn where
he gave her a
Lecture on horses and chickens and eggs,
And told her that
she had such beautiful
Manners that suited a girl of her charms,
A girl
that he wanted to take in his
Washing and ironing and then, if she did,
They could get married and raise lots of . . . (CHORUS)
The girl told the farmer that he'd better stop
And she called her father
and he called a
Taxi and got there before very long,
'Cause someone was
doing his little girl
Right for a change and so that's why he said,
"If
you marry her, son, you're better off
Single 'cause it's always been my
be-lief,
Marriage will bring a man nothing but . . . (CHORUS)
The farmer decided he'd wed any way,
And started in planning for his wedding
Suit, which he purchased for only one buck,
But then he found out he was just out of
Money and so he got left in the lurch,
Standing and waiting in front of the
End of this story which just goes to show,
All a girl wants from a man is his . . . (CHORUS)