Little Wooden Whistle Wouldn't Whistle

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Mary had a little moon whistle, bought a little present from her dad. He said, Mary, if there's any trouble, dear, blow the little whistle that your daddy will be near. He went bowling with his dad that evening.

Then the party started getting gay. He said, please, give me a little squee, and Mary grabbed the whistle right away. But the little moon whistle wouldn't whistle, wouldn't whistle, wouldn't whistle.

Now he was not for flow, and kissing her, you know, and every time he'd feel a kiss he'd blow, blow, blow. But the little moon whistle wouldn't whistle, no matter how he tried it wouldn't go. He said, you're just the kind of girl for me that kissed her underneath the willow tree.

He tried to blow the whistle, the little moon whistle, but the little moon whistle wouldn't blow. He couldn't cry for help, she was so hoarse, and though she did the next best thing of course, He tried to blow the whistle, the little moon whistle, but the little moon whistle wouldn't blow. Mary and her dad went to a picnic.

There she met a nifty little chap. He said, let's go on the lake, dear, for a row. Quickly she consented, for she loved the water so.

Very soon the boat he saw was rocking, when they were a mile or so from land. She was scared, but she had come prepared, and grabbed the little whistle in her hand. But the little moon whistle wouldn't whistle, wouldn't whistle, wouldn't whistle.

She said, now Johnny blow, but Johnny he said no. Every time he rocked the boat, he'd blow, blow, blow, but the little moon whistle wouldn't whistle. No matter how he tried, it wouldn't go.

He said, you know, if you're just here to squawk, if you don't like it, why, just get out and walk. He tried to blow the whistle, the little moon whistle, but the little moon whistle wouldn't blow. And as he strolled with his arm around her waist, she felt him upset, tickling her face.

He tried to blow the whistle, the little moon whistle, but the little moon whistle wouldn't blow.

Transcribed by AI from the recording above. These are noisy hundred-year-old cylinders, so expect misheard words and the occasional invented line — trust your ears over the text.