Apples, Peaches And Cherries lyrics

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

Apples, peaches, and cherries

His daughter sat beside him there

She was young as she was fair

All glowing with a beauty rare

A maid of sweet 16

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

He sought and fought her at the mart

He wooed and won the maiden's heart

And now ten children ride the card

Across the village green

Crying apples, peaches, and cherries

Apples, peaches, and cherries

Now if there is a moral here

Such fruitfulness should make it clear

So shut the window when we're here

A peddler passing by

Crying apples, peaches, and cherries

Apples, peaches, and cherries

Apples and peaches

And apples and peaches

And cherries

And cherries

Nah, cherries!

And cherries

Writer(s): Lewis Allen

• Artist:Peggy Lee
• Album:Songs In An Intimate Style (1954)