| There’s a garden, what a garden
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| Only happy faces bloom there
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| And there’s never any room there
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| For a worry or a gloom there
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| Oh, there’s music and there’s dancing
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| And a lot of sweet romancing
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| When they play the polka
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| They all get in the swing
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| Every time they hear that oom papa
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| Everybody feels so tra la la They want to throw their cares away
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| En luk ah vas que va Then they hear a rumble on the floor
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| It’s the big surprise they’re waiting for
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| And all the couples form a ring
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| For miles around you’ll hear them sing
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| Roll out the barrel
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| We’ll have a barrel of fun
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| Roll out the barrel
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| We’ve got the blues on the run
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| Zing boom tararrel
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| Sing out a song of good cheer
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| Now’s the time to roll the barrel
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| 'Cause the gang’s all here
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| La la la la la…
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| Hey, hey, hey
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| La la la la la…
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| Hey, hey, hey
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| Now’s the time to roll the barrel
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| 'Cause the gang’s all here
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| La la la la la…
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| Hey, hey, hey
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| La la la la la… |