I Suppose I shouldn't tell you But perhaps I might as well I've a wife and seven children and they all sing Daisy Bell My wife begins the chorus and the others follow suite And the oldest in the corner sits and plays it on the flute Daisy, Daisy give me your answer do Thats the tune that drives me mad the whole day though And every Organ grinder and the other bands as well And the boys and girls across the hills are whistling Daisy Bell When I come home at dinner time instead of having stew I'm to suffer a rehearsal of "A Bicycle For Two" The kids around the table all assemble in a ring And in forty different languages they all begin to sing Marie tunes up the fiddle and John begins to dance And Jimmie round the table starts to hum and shout and prance While (manuel) in the parlor the harmonica starts to play And for miles around the hills resound all through the night and day.