In Our Backyard Last Night - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
IN OUR BACKYARD LAST NIGHT. Copyrighted. Composed by Goo. Beauchamp. 
There's lots of fancy things take place In our backyard at night; The old torn cats each other chose In our backyard at night; And lots of Marias-the female ones Were warbling "Johnnie, Get Your Gun" -But with a big brick-bat I spoil their fun In our backyard at night. 
Chorus. Oh, dear, oh! They'll not come back again I know, To keep us awake with their midnight shows in our backyard. 
A big bull-dog he broke his chain In our backyard last night, i And he caused me grief and pain In our backyard last night, For as soon as that bull-dog got a chance, Oh, me! oh, my! he made me dance, And I left without the seat of my pants In our backyard at night. 
Chorus. Oh, dear, oh! He made me dance for an hour or so. And now I can't sit down, I know, in our backyard. 
A German band by chance did stray In our backyard at night; "Oh, that is love" they tried to play In our backyard at night. For as "Martha and John" they made things hot. But their rooty-toot we soon did stop. For when they played "Comrades "they all got shot In our backyard at night. 
Chorus. Oh, dear, oh! They'll not come back again I know, For their funerals did go from our backyard.