Anne Rachel-Dowell Well, playmate, come out and play with me And bring your dollies three, climb up my apple tree. Holler down my rain barrel, slide down my cellar door And we'll be jolly friends forever more. Well, playmate, I can't come play with you My dolly's got the flu, boo hoo hoo, hoo hoo hoo. I got no rain barrel, I got no cellar door But we'll be jolly friends forever more.