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"And The Green Grass Grew All Around" is sung by Walter Van Brunt on a cylinder made in 1912
This version of "And The Green Grass Grew All Around" is the William Jerome-Harry Von Tilzer song.
Little Johnny Green, Little Sally Brown
Spooning in the park with the grass all around
Underneath a tree, they were making love
Gazing at the silver stars above
John said, "Sally, our love will grow"
"I've got money", said Sal, "you know
And if you will share my lot
I'll give you all I've got"
And the green grass grew all around, all around, all around
And each little bird in the tree top high
Said, "Oh, you kid" and winked his eye
And the green grass grew all around, all around, on the ground
"With all your gold my turtle dove"
Said he, "How can you doubt my love?"
And the green grass grew all around, all around
And the green grass grew all around
Head upon his breast, Little Sally Brown
Coochie-coochie-coo with the grass all around
Now and then a kiss, then a loving sigh
What would Popsy do if Ma should die
"John," said Sally, "When we are wed
I'll bring breakfast to you in bed"
"Come on, dear, just one more squeeze
Give me your bank book please"
And the green grass grew all around, all around, all around
And each little bird in the tree top high
Said, "Oh, you kid, you're some wise guy"
And the green grass grew all around, all around, on the ground
John fancied he'd heard someone say
"There's always one born every day"
And the green grass grew all around, all around
And the green grass grew all around
After they were wed, "I can cook," she said
Fried a piece of steak with the grass all around
Made some biscuits too, which poor Johnny ate
Doctor came, but then it was too late
John delirious starts to rave
Three days after he's in his grave
All his happy days are gone
Home cooking killed poor John
And the green grass grew all around, all around, all around
And each little bird in the tree top high
Sang, "Oh you, John, goodbye, goodbye"
And the green grass grew all around, all around, upon the ground
The biscuits he could not digest
Were laid away with John to rest
And the green grass grew all around, all around
And the green grass grew all around
"And The Green Grass Grew All Around" Walter Van Brunt (1912) Harry Von Tilzer NOT folk song version [CYagoisagiw] |