_Chorus_ (_forte_).

Over the garden wall!
Dollars, dear, rule us all.
Patriot sentiment's pretty, and yet
Interest sways in the end, you bet!
MERCIER's right; so pop, my pet,
Over the Garden Wall!

Where there's a will there's always a way,
Over the garden wall!
MACDONALD's a Boss, but he's had his day,
Over the garden wall!
Tariffs take money, but weddings are cheap,
So wait till old JOHNNY is snoring asleep,
Then give him the slip, and to JONATHAN creep.
Over the Garden Wall!

_Chorus_ (_fortissimo_).

Over the garden wall!
_Your_ "Grand Old Man" may squall,
And swear Miss CANADA's loyal yet.
But loyalty bows to Dollars--you bet!
'Tis time our lips in union met
Over the Garden Wall!

[_Left twangling seductively._

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