There’s a catchy little tune a floatin’ through the air,
You hear it here and there,
They sing it ev’ry where
How it started, where it started
seems nobody knows.
But what’s the diff’rence where it came from,
here’s the way it goes

Oh PLAYMATE, come out and play with me
And bring your dollies three.
Climb up my apple tree,
Look down my rain barr’l
Slide down my cellar door
And we’ll be jolly friends forever more.

She could’nt come out and play,
It was a sunny day.
With tearful eye, she breathed a sigh
and I could hear her say,
I’m sorry Playmate, I cannot play with you
My dollies have the flu,
Boo-hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo.
Ain’t got no rain barr’l,
Aint got not cellar door
But we’ll be friends forever more.

Oh PLAYMATE, come out and play with me
And bring your dollies three.
Climb up my apple tree,
Look down my rain barr’l
Slide down my cellar door
And we’ll be jolly friends forever more.