I Don't Want to Play in Your Yard - Mary Coughlan

don’t want to play in your yard,

I don’t like you anymore.

You’ll be sorry when you see me Sliding down our cellar door.

You can’t holler down our rain barrel,

You can’t climb our apple tree,

I don’t wanna play in your yard,

If you can’t be good to me.

You can’t holler down our rain barrel,

You can’t climb our apple tree,

I don’t wanna play in your yard,

If you can’t be good to me.