When first I met my darling daisies
down by the garden wall,
I was walking along the street so shady,
I was going for a twilight call.

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I’d love to sing and dance among the roses down by the garden wall,
‘tis there I'd like to meet my daisies, when I make a twilight call.

She was sleeping in a bed of roses,
dreaming of the by and by,
while the little birds around were singing,
up above the branches so high.

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If you want to see a bright-eyed beauty,
bright as the stars that shine,
just come and go with me some evening,
to see that pretty girl of mine.

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