Oh, John, come and mow the lawn now, The grass is too long. Oh, no, mama, please don't ask me, I'm not feeling strong. My poor legs are aching, My poor back is breaking; No, oh, no! I can't mow the lawn! Oh, John, come and start the fire now, Please come when I speak. Oh, no, mama, please don't ask me, My heart's much too weak. It palpitates badly, And bobs about madly; No, oh, no! I can't start the fire! Oh, John, come and wash the car now, It's out in the yard. Oh, no, mama, please don't…