The front of our house is pebbled and gravelly.

1. Pebbly, pebbled, the front of our house, ; My rose goes there every evening, ; I told her not to go every evening, ; Her mother is angry, may her tongue stick to her. ; ; 2. In the middle of my yard there is a walnut tree with seeds, ; Under it the rose is spread, ; Under it the rose is spread, ; I will not be yours, brown boy, but never.