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There's a garden, what a garden
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Only happy faces bloom there
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And there's never any room there
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For a worry or a gloom there
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Oh there's music and there's dancing
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And a lot of sweet romancing
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When they play the polka
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They all get in the swing
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Every time they hear that oom-pa-pa
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Everybody feels so tra-la-la
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They want to throw their cares away
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They all go lah-de-ah-de-ay
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Then they hear a rumble on the floor, the floor
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It's the big surprise they're waiting for
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And all the couples form a ring
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For miles around you'll hear them sing...
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Roll out the barrel, we'll have a barrel of fun
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Roll out the barrel, we've got the blues on the run
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Zing boom tararrel, ring out a song of good cheer
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Now's the time to roll the barrel, for the gang's all here
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Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
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Then they hear a rumble on the floor-or-or-or
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It's the big surprise they're waiting for
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And all the couples they form a ring
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For miles around you'll hear them sing
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Drree mopado theedo da-da-da-da
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Beer Barrel Polka
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| Bobby Vinton |
