Sweet Violets

There once was a farmer who took a young miss
In back of the barn where he gave her a
Lecture on horses and chickens and eggs
And told her that she has such beautiful
Manners that suited a girl of her charms
A girl that he’d like for to take in his
Washing and ironing, and then if she did
They could get married and raise lots of
Sweet violets, sweeter than the roses
Covered all over from head to toe
Covered all over with sweet violets
The girl told the farmer that he’d better stop
And she told her father and called a
Taxi which got there before very long
For someone was doing his little girl
Right for a change, and so here’s what he said:
«If you marry her, son, you’re better off
Single 'cause it’s always been my belief
Marriage can bring a man nothing but
The farmer decided he’d wed anyway
And started in planning for his wedding
Suit which he’d purchased for only one buck
But then he found out he was just out of
Money and so he got left in the lurch
Standing and waiting in front of the
End of this story, which just goes to show
All a girl wants from a man is his