I Don't Want to Play in Your Yard (Two Little Maids)

Written By: Philip Wingate
Music By: H. W. Petrie
Adapted By: Terry Kluytmans
Copyright © 1999 KIDiddles.com

Once there lived side by side
Two little maids,
Used to dress just alike,
Hair down in braids,
Blue gingham pinafores,
Stockings of red,
Little blue bonnets
Tied on each pretty head.
When school was over,
Secrets they'd tell,
Whispering to themselves,
Down by the well.
One day a quarrel came,
Hot tears were shed:
"You can't play in our yard,"
But the other said:
"I don't want to play in your yard,
I don't like you anymore,
You'll be sorry when you see me,
Sliding down our cellar door,
You can't holler down our rainbarrel,
You can't climb our apple tree,
I don't want to play in your yard
If you won't be good to me."

Next day two little maids
Each other miss,
Quarrels are soon made up,
And sealed with a kiss,
Then hand in hand again,
Happy they go,
Friends all through life to be,
Loving each other so.
Soon school days pass away
Sorrows and bliss
But love remembers yet
That quarrel and kiss,
In sweet dreams of childhood,
We hear this cry:
"You can't play in our yard,"
And the other reply:
"I don't want to play in your yard,
I don't like you anymore,
You'll be sorry when you see me,
Sliding down our cellar door,
You can't holler down our rainbarrel,
You can't climb our apple tree,
I don't want to play in your yard
If you won't be good to me."