Sweet Violets
This is a folk song from the 1800s, but we probably knew it from Dinah Shore’s recording of it in 1951. I always thought it was hillarious. Here’s the lyrics as we sang them:
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- (Chorus) Sweet violets, sweeter than the roses,
- Covered all over from head to toe,
- Covered all over in sweet violets.
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- There once was a farmer who took a young miss
- ’round back of the barn where he gave her a
- Lecture on horses and chickens and eggs,
- And he told her that she had such beautiful
- Manners that suited a girl of her charms,
- One that he wanted to take in his
- Washing and ironing, and then if she did,
- They would get married and raise lots of
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- The girl told the farmer that he’d better stop
- Or she’d call her father and he’d call a
- Taxi and it’d get there before very long,
- ‘Cause someone was doing his little girl
- Right for a change and so that’s why he said,
- “If you marry her, son, you’re better off
- Single because it has been my belief,
- That marriage will bring a man nothing but
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- Well, the farmer decided to wed anyway,
- And started in planning for his wedding
- Suit, which he purchased for only one buck,
- But then he found out he was just out of
- Money and so he was left in a 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
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