Cherry Tree Blues

                                  When I first met you, babe

I was green as I could be

When I first met you, babe

Lord, I was green as I could be

And then you know, I let you in my garden

And you went straight for my cherry tree



You didn't touch my apples

And you didn't want my plums

You just, you wham bam with your axe, baby

And you didn't leave me none

Oh, baby, don't you remember me?

'Cause I'm sure that you're the one who

Who chopped down my cherry tree



Now answer me, babe

And don't just tell a lie

Did you pick all of my cherries

And just leave 'em out to dry?

Oh, baby, don't you remember me?

'Cause I'm sure that you're the one who

Who chopped down my cherry tree