In living cities, where the bricks and mortar teem
There's nothing more exciting than a little bit of green
And often on a summers day an idle hour to pass
Off to the woods I'll get away and roll upon the grass
Rolling on the grass amid the buttercups and daisies
That's the way, that's the way, an idle hour to pass
Rolling on the grass amid the buttercups and daisies
Fancying you're a child again and rolling on the grass
The prettiest of carpet stairs that ever could be found
With may bells scattered here and there and may bushes around
A bright blue sky above o'er which the silver clouds roll by
And sky larks think it but a lark to sing up in the sky
Rolling on the grass...
One day as I reclined it was, and half inclined to dream
I suddenly was startled by a female's piercing scream
(All the ladies scream).
Toward me ran a pretty girl in a fearful state of mind
And followed by a frantic cow, unpleasantly behind
(SPOKEN):But of course as you might imagine to spring to me feet and take the fainting maid in me arms was but the work of a quarter of a minute. The cow seemed mighty fine, attitude an stared. I took out my handkerchief and waved commandingly saying, Be gone now, be gone. At which point the cow turned and sent us both
Rolling on the grass...
I often saw her after that and this was my excuse
That if a frantic cow turned up I might perhaps be of use
She's going to change her name to mine, in a few short weeks she'll pass
And so I bless that blessed cow and rolling on the grass
Rolling on the grass amid the buttercups and daisies
That's the way, that's the way, an idle hour to pass
Rolling on the grass amid the buttercups and daisies
Fancying you're a child again and rolling on the grass