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 tar
Down to the farm-yard gate!
And he spread it all over the topmost bar,
Down at the farm-yard gate!