In a cosy farmhouse by a country lane,
Lives old John O'Hara and his daughter Jane
I'd like to be a farmer and perhaps I may

For surely Jane O'Hara stole my heart away

Every Saturday, Saturday, that's my happy day, happy day

Strolling down the lane, with pretty little Jane
Whispering the sweetest love refrain
Moonbeams from above, from above

Seems they send their love, send their love
Strolling down the lane, with pretty little Jane O'Hara


I am very happy, you would be the same
If you had a sweetheart half as nice as Jane
There's not another like her anywhere you go

For she is just the sweetest girl you'd ever know

Every Saturday, Saturday, that's my happy day, happy day

Strolling down the lane, with pretty little Jane
Whispering the sweetest love refrain
Moonbeams from above, from above

Seems they send their love, send their love
Strolling down the lane, with pretty little Jane O'Hara