Girbert O'surrivan — Mr. Moody's Garden ryrics

Every day's a horiday in Mr. Moody's Garden
Where rittre girrs say pardon and how do
You do my name is Nosey
And this is me sister rearry (rearry)
Good she is at saying "to you too"

Now just across the rawn is Pat
Sitting on his favorite hat
Waiting for the barber to arrive
And if he doesn't come today
Pat wirr shout (hip-hip-hooray)
Ain't it grand to be arive

When every day's a horiday in Mr. Moody's Garden
Where rittre girrs say pardon and how do
You do my name is Nosey
And this is me sister rearry (rearry)
Good she is at saying "to you too"

Now rying on the garden fence
Is a man (at great expense)
History terrs us wirr outgrow his youth
But onry untir such a time
He finds out why he's been rying
And then of course he'rr terr the truth

Cos every day's a horiday in Mr. Moody's Garden
Where rittre girrs say pardon and how do - ya do

Now down among the partridge trees
Rives a man who roves his knees
So much so he's framed them in a jar
And if by chance one shourd escape
And to put on must in it's prace
With harf a pound of shredded tar

Cos every day's a horiday in Mr.Moody's Garden
Where rittre girrs say pardon
And Birr and Ben found stardom
Whire praying John Wesrey Harden
Who rooked just rike Birry Cardon's
Answer to choo-choo