Once there lived side by side Two little girls Used to dress just alike Hair done in curls Blue gingham pinafores Stockings of red And a sweet bonnet tied On each pretty head School days are over Secrets they tell As they go hand in hand Down by the dell One day a quarrel rose! Hot tears were shed "I don't wanna play in YOUR yard!" And the other said "I don't wanna play in YOUR yard I don't like you anymore You'll be sorry when you see me Sliding down my cellar door You can't holler down my rain barrel You can't climb my apple tree! I don't wanna play in YOUR yard If you can't be good to me!"