Daisy Bell

I Suppose I shouldn't tell you But perhaps I might as well
 I've a wife and seven children and they all sing Daisy Bell
 My wife begins the chorus and the others follow suite
 And the oldest in the corner sits and plays it on the flute
 Daisy, Daisy give me your answer do
 Thats the tune that drives me mad the whole day though
 And every Organ grinder and the other bands as well
 And the boys and girls across the hills are whistling Daisy Bell
 When I come home at dinner time instead of having stew
 I'm to suffer a rehearsal of "A Bicycle For Two"
 The kids around the table all assemble in a ring
 And in forty different languages they all begin to sing
 Marie tunes up the fiddle and John begins to dance
 And Jimmie round the table starts to hum and shout and prance
 While (manuel) in the parlor the harmonica starts to play
 And for miles around the hills resound all through the night and day.