The Neighbor’S Boys

Somebody shot our cat’s eye out, An’ stole our gate an’ just about Scared Aunt Sophia Jane to death So’s she could hardly get her breath, By puttin’ on some sheets, all white, ’At just gave her a turble fright, An’ who on earth do you suppose Put on them big, white ghostes’ clothes An’ made that turble screechy noise?-- The neighbor’s boys!

An’ every night it’s dark, you know, Somebody plays some tick-tack-toe On folkeses’ windows what’s a-scared, An’ just as if they never cared If they get caught or not, an’ when You’re gone to bed they come again Until you’re just so nervous you Don’t hardly know just what to do; An’ who makes such a scary noise? The neighbor’s boys.

An’ ’en somebody tears your clothes An’ skins your face an’ hurts your nose Until it bleeds, an’ then your Ma Says ’at she never, never saw

Such heathen youngsters, an’ they come An’ break your sled an’ pound your drum Until it busts, an’ wont go ’way, It ain’t no matter what you say, An’ they’re the ones ’at break your toys-- The neighbor’s boys.

An’ my, it’s funny, ’cause, you know You ain’t the only ones ’at’s so. ’Cause all the next door neighbors say It seems e’zactly the same way, An’ when their boys gets hurted so’s It gives ’em turble bloody nose, An’ some one shoots their cat’s eye out, An’ plays tick-tack, they know about Who does it an’ who makes the noise-- The neighbor’s boys!