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Apples Peaches and Cherries - Josh White
Apples There once was a peddler passing by
His cart with fruit was laden high
And as he drove along he cried
Across the village green
Crying apples peaches and cherries
Crying apples peaches and cherries
His daughter sat beside him there
And she was young and she was fair
All glowing with a beauty rare
A maid of sweet sixteen
Apples peaches and cherries
Crying apples peaches and cherries
A young lad beckoned from the door
He bought some fruit and then bought more
His longing eyes were begging for
The lovely maid to stay
Crying apples peaches and cherries
Apples peaches and cherries
A young lad beckoned from the door
He bought some fruit and then bought more
His longing eyes were begging for
The lovely maid to stay
Crying apples peaches and cherries
Apples peaches and cherries
He sought and found her at the mart
He wooed and won the maiden's heart
And now ten children ride the cart
And bell be many more
Crying apples peaches and cherries
Now if there is a moral here
Such fruitfulness should make it clear
So shut the window when you hear
A peddler passing by
Crying apples peaches and cherries
Apples peaches and cherries