May I see your daughter?
May I see your daughter?
Mr. Boyd, can I ask her to play?
May I see your daughter?
May I ask your daughter?
Mr. Boyd, ask if she wants to play
We must stop playing now
'Cause we're all growing old
We must live all the time
'Cause we haven't got love
May I see your daughter?
May I ask your daughter?
Mr. Boyd ask if she wants to play?
[Guitar Solo]
Mr. Boyd, you have played
Now it's our turn to live
Mr. Boyd, you have taken
Now it's your turn to give
I will see your daughter
She will see we oughta
Not be listening to anything you say
We will sing and dance together
In all kinds of weather
While you Mr. Boyd, watch us play
