American Old Time Song Lyrics: 01 Over The Garden Wall

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 1

OVER THE GARDEN WALL

Oh! my love stood under the walnut tree,
Over the garden wall;
She whisper'd and said she'd be true to me.
Over the garden wall.
She'd beautiful eyes, and beautiful hair,
She was not very tall, so she stood on a chair,
And many a time have I kissed her there,
Over the garden wall.

Chorus.
Over the garden wall,
The sweetest girl of all,
There never were yet, such eyes of jet,
And you may bet I'll never forget
The night our lips in kisses met,
Over the garden wall.

But her father stamped, and her father raved,
Over the garden wall,
And like an old madman he behaved,
Over the garden wall.
She made a bouquet of roses red,
But immediately I popped up my head,
He gave me a bucket of water instead,
Over the garden wall.-Chorus.

One day I jumped down on the other side,
Over the garden wall,
And she bravely promised to be my bride,
Over the garden wall.
But she scream'd in a fright, " Here's father, quick,
I have an impression he's bringing a stick,"
But I brought the impression of half a brick,
Over the garden wall.-Chorus.

But where there's a.will there's always a way-
Over the garden wall;
There's always a night as well as a day-
Over the garden wall.
We hadn't much money, but weddings are cheap,
So while the old fellow was snoring asleep,
With a lad and a ladder she managed to creep
Over the garden wall.-Chorus.