Sing a song, of long ago,
When things were green, and movin' slow.
And people'd stop to say hel-lo, or they'd say "hi" to you.
"Would you like to come over for tea,
With the missus and me?"
It's a real nice way to spend the day, in Dayton O-hio,
On a lazy Sunday after-noon, in nineteen O' three.
Sing a song, of long ago,
When things could grow, and days flowed quietly.
The air was clean, and you could see,
And folks were nice to you.
"Would you like to come over for tea,
With the missus and me?"
It's a real nice way to spend the day, in Dayton O-hio,
On a lazy Sunday after-noon, in nineteen, hundred and three.