Song in my head this morning...
Oh oh playmate
Come out and play with
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( some thing dolly three Blank)
Look down my rain barrel
Slide down the cellar door
And we will be friends
Forever more.
unjonharley wrote:Song in my head this morning...
Oh oh playmate
Come out and play with
and bring your dollies three
( some thing dolly three Blank)
Climb up my apple tree
Look down my rain barrel
Slide down the cellar door
And we will be friends
Forever more.
maryanimal wrote:unjonharley wrote:Song in my head this morning...
Oh oh playmate
Come out and play with me
and bring your dollies three
( some thing dolly three Blank)
Climb up my apple tree
Look down my rain barrel
Slide down the cellar door
And we will be friends
Forever more.
This is how I remember it!
unjonharley wrote:The house and storm cellars had slanting doors..
As kids, we would find a cardboard or tin to slide down on..
I was one of the only kids to have an old tire of my own to roll with a stick.
The other kids had barrel hoops.
p.s.used tires were real rubber then. So they were all recycled to the war effort
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