Merry Go RoundYou have always thinking of herYou’re in love and you don’t know what to sayBut I saw her at the fair and she feels the same wayShe was married by the merry-go-roundThe merry-go-roundHow merrily we go roundHow merrily we go roundThe merry-go-roundHe was the first one of the dayHe was the last one of the nightOh hold me tight, hold me tightThey said you were wrongenedBut I can see in your eyesHow you are gentle and wiseAnd you had the good stuffOh there’s a parade of girls outsideThat boy’s so shyWhy’d you punch out his lights?He was the first one of the dayHe was the last one of the nightOh mop it up, she’ll be alrightMop it up, she’ll be alrightThere’s a parade on the hall outsideCome on and feel the air outside