Playmates

PLAYMATES Kay Kyser 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, Boo-hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo Ain't got no rain barrel, Ain't got no cellar door But we'll be jolly friends, forever more