Before she has her floor swept
         Or her dishes done,
Any day you'll find her
         A-sunning in the sun!

It's long after midnight
         Her key's in the lock,
And you never see her chimney smoke
         Till past ten o'clock!

She digs in her garden
         With a shovel and a spoon,
She weeds her lazy lettuce
         By the light of the moon,

She walks up the walk
         Like a woman in a dream,
She forgets she borrowed butter
         And pays you back cream!

Her lawn looks like a meadow,
         And if she mows the place
She leaves the clover standing
         And the Queen Anne's lace!