Mr. Moody’s Garden lyrics

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?)
[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?)
[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 out-growth 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 don, 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 its 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