Mr. Moody's Garden

	Every day's a holiday in Mr. Moody's Garden
	Where little girls say pardon and how do
	You do my name is Nosey
	And this is me sister really (really)
	Good she is at saying to you too
	Now just across the lawn is Pat
	Sitting on his favorite hat
	Waiting for the barber to arrive
	And if he doesn't come today
	Pat will shout (hip-hip-hooray)
	Ain't it grand to be alive
	When every day's a holiday in Mr. Moody's Garden
	Where little girls say pardon and how do
	You do my name is Nosey
	And this is me sister really (really)
	Good she is at saying to you too
	Now lying on the garden fence
	Is a man (at great expense)
	History tells us will outgrow his youth
	But only until such a time
	He finds out why he's been lying
	And then of course he'll tell the truth
	Cos every day's a holiday in Mr. Moody's Garden
	Where little girls say pardon and how do - ya do
	Now down among the partridge trees
	Lives a man who loves his knees
	So much so he's framed them in a jar
	And if by chance one should escape
	And to put on must in it's place
	With half a pound of shredded tar
	Cos every day's a holiday in Mr.Moody's Garden
	Where little girls say pardon
	And Bill and Ben found stardom
	While playing John Wesley Harden
	Who looked just like Billy Cardon's
	Answer to choo-choo