Shady Grove

Cheeks as red as a blooming rose
Eyes are the prettiest brown
She’s a darling of my heart
Stay until the sun goes down

Shady grove my little love
Shady grove my darling
Shady Grove my little love
I’m going back to Harland

First time I saw Shady Grove
She was standing in the door
Shoes and stockings in her hand
Little feet on the floor

Every night when I get home
My wife I try and please her
The more I try the worse it gets
Damned if I don’t leave her

Wish I had a big fine horse
And corn to feed him on
And a pretty little girl to stay at home
And feed him when I’m gone

Wish I had a Banjo string
Made of golden twine
Every time I’d play on it
I’d wish that she were mine

Peaches in the summer time
Apples in the fall
If I can’t have the one I love
I won’t have none at all