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Oh, water my flowers Blooming in the air so high We are young ladies And we will surely die All sad is Yvonne She is a nice young lady Why not she, why not she Turn around and call her sweetheart's name Mr. Junie, Mr. Junie is a nice young man He came to the door with his hat in his hand He asked for Miss Yvonne Upstairs, downstairs, sewing on a machine Take off your glove and show her your ring Tomorrow, tomorrow is Thanksgiving Doctor, doctor, can't you tell What is the matter with Yvonne now? She is sick and she's going to die That's gonna make Mr. Junie cry 'Cause how he like-a that shortening, shortening How he like-a that shortening bread How he like-a that shortening, shortening How he like-a that shortening bread Oh, water my flowers Blooming in the air so high We are young ladies And we will surely die