You have always thinking of her
You´re in love and you don´t know what to say
But I saw her at the fair and she feels the same way
She was married by the merry-go-round

The merry-go-round
How merrily we go round
How merrily we go round
The merry-go-round

He was the first one of the day
He was the last one of the night
Oh hold me tight, hold me tight
They said you were wrongened
But I can see in your eyes
How you are gentle and wise
And you had the good stuff
Oh there´s a parade of girls outside
That boy´s so shy
Why´d you punch out his lights?

He was the first one of the day
He was the last one of the night
Oh mop it up, she´ll be alright
Mop it up, she´ll be alright
There´s a parade on the hall outside
Come on and feel the air outside