There's a garden, what a garden, 



Only happy faces bloom there, 



And there's never any room there, 



For a worry or a gloom there 



Oh there's music and there's dancing, 



And a lot of sweet romancing 



When they play the polka 



They all get in the swing 







Every time they hear that oom-pa-pa, 



Everybody feels so tra-la-la 



They want to throw their cares away, 



They all go lah-de-ah-de-ay 



Then they hear a rumble on the floor, 



It's the big surprise they're waiting for 



And all the couples form a ring, 



For miles around you'll hear them sing... 







Roll out the barrel, 



We'll have a barrel of fun 



Roll out the barrel, 



We've got the blues on the run 



Zing boom tararrel, 



Ring out a song of good cheer 



Now's the time to roll the barrel, 



For the gang's all here