| Song | Fatal Flower Garden (Album Version) |
| Artist | Andrew Bird's Bowl of Fire |
| Album | The Swimming Hour |
| [00:25.890] | It rained it poured |
| [00:29.100] | It rained so hard |
| [00:32.991] | Rained so hard all day |
| [00:37.694] | 'Till all the boys in our school |
| [00:45.090] | Came out to talk and play |
| [00:51.100] | They tossed the ball |
| [00:53.880] | Again so high |
| [00:58.100] | Then again so low |
| [01:03.350] | Till it fell into a flower garden |
| [01:10.000] | Where no one's allowed to go |
| [01:15.800] | When a tipsy Gypsy lady |
| [01:22.000] | Dressed in yellow and green |
| [01:28.000] | Says come here come here |
| [01:31.920] | My pretty little boy |
| [01:34.921] | And get your ball again |
| [01:39.910] | No I won't come in |
| [01:44.002] | I shan't come in |
| [01:47.099] | Without my playmates all |
| [01:54.001] | I'm gonna get my father and tell him all about it |
| [02:00.280] | And then the tears shall fall |
| [02:06.010] | Well, first she offered an apple sweet |
| [02:12.081] | And then a tangerine |
| [02:18.982] | Then she offered him a diamond |
| [02:24.910] | That seemed to do the trick that enticed him in |
| [02:30.158] | Well, she took him by the lily-white hand |
| [02:37.122] | And she led him through the hall |
| [02:43.890] | She took him to an upper room |
| [02:50.758] | Where no one could hear him call |
| [02:57.782] | No not a soul |
| [03:29.000] | Bury the bible at my feet |
| [03:34.929] | The testament at my head |
| [03:40.910] | If my dear father should call for me |
| [03:47.002] | Won’t you tell him that I am dead |
| [03:54.102] | Bury the bible at my head |
| [04:00.007] | And the testament at my feet |
| [04:06.125] | If my dear mother should call for me |
| [04:12.284] | Won’t you tell her that I'm asleep |
| [00:25.890] | It rained it poured |
| [00:29.100] | It rained so hard |
| [00:32.991] | Rained so hard all day |
| [00:37.694] | ' Till all the boys in our school |
| [00:45.090] | Came out to talk and play |
| [00:51.100] | They tossed the ball |
| [00:53.880] | Again so high |
| [00:58.100] | Then again so low |
| [01:03.350] | Till it fell into a flower garden |
| [01:10.000] | Where no one' s allowed to go |
| [01:15.800] | When a tipsy Gypsy lady |
| [01:22.000] | Dressed in yellow and green |
| [01:28.000] | Says come here come here |
| [01:31.920] | My pretty little boy |
| [01:34.921] | And get your ball again |
| [01:39.910] | No I won' t come in |
| [01:44.002] | I shan' t come in |
| [01:47.099] | Without my playmates all |
| [01:54.001] | I' m gonna get my father and tell him all about it |
| [02:00.280] | And then the tears shall fall |
| [02:06.010] | Well, first she offered an apple sweet |
| [02:12.081] | And then a tangerine |
| [02:18.982] | Then she offered him a diamond |
| [02:24.910] | That seemed to do the trick that enticed him in |
| [02:30.158] | Well, she took him by the lilywhite hand |
| [02:37.122] | And she led him through the hall |
| [02:43.890] | She took him to an upper room |
| [02:50.758] | Where no one could hear him call |
| [02:57.782] | No not a soul |
| [03:29.000] | Bury the bible at my feet |
| [03:34.929] | The testament at my head |
| [03:40.910] | If my dear father should call for me |
| [03:47.002] | Won' t you tell him that I am dead |
| [03:54.102] | Bury the bible at my head |
| [04:00.007] | And the testament at my feet |
| [04:06.125] | If my dear mother should call for me |
| [04:12.284] | Won' t you tell her that I' m asleep |