Over the garden wall, the sweetest girl of all,

voiceCollected by Karl T. Gosnell For Mary C. Parler Sung by W. J. Green Ola, Arkansas November 20, 1958 Reel 273, Item 23 Over the Garden Wall Over the garden wall, the sweetest girl of all, And you can bet I'll never forget The night our lips in kisses met Over the garden wall. Pretty black eyes, dark curly hair; She's not very tall so she stood in a chair; And many a time I've kissed her there Over the garden wall. We didn't have much money, but weddingswere cheap; But while the old fellow was snoring asleep, With ladder and lantern she managed to creep Over the garden wall.Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation