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? 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