DOWN AT THE FARM-YARD GATE.
By Felix McGlennon.
Johnny Green once used to wait for his girl,Down at the farm-yard gate!With his whiskers trimm’d and a nice little curl,Down at the farm-yard gate!He would sit on the gate and he’d cry “Chuckoo!’Aint you coming out, darling? do love, do,For my toes is cold and my nose is blue,”Down at the farm-yard gate!Chorus.Oh, that farm-yard gate!Johnny was there, early and late,Whistling and singing, Are you coming out, Kate?Down at the farm-yard gate!She would come out and they both would sing,Down at the farm-yard gate!And he then would talk like a silly thing,Down at the farm-yard gate!They would sit there for hours and they’d whisper low,Then her dad would come out and he’d laugh, Ho! ho!Then Johnny had to sit on the old man’s toe,Down at the farm-yard gate!—Chorus.Now Kate’s little brother once took some tarDown to the farm-yard gate!And he spread it all over the topmost bar,Down at the farm-yard gate!Now Johnny sat there, and he said “My duck,”And Kate sat there and she said “Chuck-chuck,”And they had to sit there for they both had stuckDown at the farm-yard gate!—Chorus.Those lovers ne’er speak now as they pass by,Down to the farm-yard gate!If you go there you’ll find out the reason why,Down at the farm-yard gate!You’ll see a bustle if you’re not blind,A portion of pants you will also find,It’s the part that he used to wear behind,Down at the farm-yard gate!—Chorus.
Johnny Green once used to wait for his girl,Down at the farm-yard gate!With his whiskers trimm’d and a nice little curl,Down at the farm-yard gate!He would sit on the gate and he’d cry “Chuckoo!’Aint you coming out, darling? do love, do,For my toes is cold and my nose is blue,”Down at the farm-yard gate!Chorus.Oh, that farm-yard gate!Johnny was there, early and late,Whistling and singing, Are you coming out, Kate?Down at the farm-yard gate!She would come out and they both would sing,Down at the farm-yard gate!And he then would talk like a silly thing,Down at the farm-yard gate!They would sit there for hours and they’d whisper low,Then her dad would come out and he’d laugh, Ho! ho!Then Johnny had to sit on the old man’s toe,Down at the farm-yard gate!—Chorus.Now Kate’s little brother once took some tarDown to the farm-yard gate!And he spread it all over the topmost bar,Down at the farm-yard gate!Now Johnny sat there, and he said “My duck,”And Kate sat there and she said “Chuck-chuck,”And they had to sit there for they both had stuckDown at the farm-yard gate!—Chorus.Those lovers ne’er speak now as they pass by,Down to the farm-yard gate!If you go there you’ll find out the reason why,Down at the farm-yard gate!You’ll see a bustle if you’re not blind,A portion of pants you will also find,It’s the part that he used to wear behind,Down at the farm-yard gate!—Chorus.
Johnny Green once used to wait for his girl,Down at the farm-yard gate!With his whiskers trimm’d and a nice little curl,Down at the farm-yard gate!He would sit on the gate and he’d cry “Chuckoo!’Aint you coming out, darling? do love, do,For my toes is cold and my nose is blue,”Down at the farm-yard gate!
Johnny Green once used to wait for his girl,
Down at the farm-yard gate!
With his whiskers trimm’d and a nice little curl,
Down at the farm-yard gate!
He would sit on the gate and he’d cry “Chuckoo!
’Aint you coming out, darling? do love, do,
For my toes is cold and my nose is blue,”
Down at the farm-yard gate!
Chorus.Oh, that farm-yard gate!Johnny was there, early and late,Whistling and singing, Are you coming out, Kate?Down at the farm-yard gate!
Chorus.
Oh, that farm-yard gate!
Johnny was there, early and late,
Whistling and singing, Are you coming out, Kate?
Down at the farm-yard gate!
She would come out and they both would sing,Down at the farm-yard gate!And he then would talk like a silly thing,Down at the farm-yard gate!They would sit there for hours and they’d whisper low,Then her dad would come out and he’d laugh, Ho! ho!Then Johnny had to sit on the old man’s toe,Down at the farm-yard gate!—Chorus.
She would come out and they both would sing,
Down at the farm-yard gate!
And he then would talk like a silly thing,
Down at the farm-yard gate!
They would sit there for hours and they’d whisper low,
Then her dad would come out and he’d laugh, Ho! ho!
Then Johnny had to sit on the old man’s toe,
Down at the farm-yard gate!—Chorus.
Now Kate’s little brother once took some tarDown to the farm-yard gate!And he spread it all over the topmost bar,Down at the farm-yard gate!Now Johnny sat there, and he said “My duck,”And Kate sat there and she said “Chuck-chuck,”And they had to sit there for they both had stuckDown at the farm-yard gate!—Chorus.
Now Kate’s little brother once took some tar
Down to the farm-yard gate!
And he spread it all over the topmost bar,
Down at the farm-yard gate!
Now Johnny sat there, and he said “My duck,”
And Kate sat there and she said “Chuck-chuck,”
And they had to sit there for they both had stuck
Down at the farm-yard gate!—Chorus.
Those lovers ne’er speak now as they pass by,Down to the farm-yard gate!If you go there you’ll find out the reason why,Down at the farm-yard gate!You’ll see a bustle if you’re not blind,A portion of pants you will also find,It’s the part that he used to wear behind,Down at the farm-yard gate!—Chorus.
Those lovers ne’er speak now as they pass by,
Down to the farm-yard gate!
If you go there you’ll find out the reason why,
Down at the farm-yard gate!
You’ll see a bustle if you’re not blind,
A portion of pants you will also find,
It’s the part that he used to wear behind,
Down at the farm-yard gate!—Chorus.
Copyright, 1893, byFrank Tousey. The complete words and music of this song will be sent by mail for 25 cents. Address,Frank Tousey, Publisher, 34 and 36 North Moore Street, New York. Catalogues sent free upon application.
Copyright, 1893, byFrank Tousey. The complete words and music of this song will be sent by mail for 25 cents. Address,Frank Tousey, Publisher, 34 and 36 North Moore Street, New York. Catalogues sent free upon application.