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.