Peaches in the Summertime

Peaches in the summertime, apples in the Fall
If I can’t have Shady Grove then none at all
Wish I had a banjo string made of gold and twine
Every tune I’d play on it I’d wish that girl were mine
Shady Grove, Shady Grove standing in her door
Stockings in her hand bare feet upon the floor
Shady Grove, Shady Grove, your husband’s gone away
Gown upon the floor, won’t you have me in your bed
Oh boy, oh boy, can I have you Shady Grove?
When I was a boy all I wanted was a knife
Now all I want is for Shady Grove to be my wife
Wish I had a big fine mare to ride upon
Shady Grove, Shady Grove a come a callin' on
REPEAT CHORUS
Peaches in the summertime, apples in the Fall
If I can’t have Shady Grove then none at all
Wish I had a banjo string made of gold and twine
Every tune I’d play on it I’d wish that girl were mine
Shady Grove, Shady Grove standing in her door
Stockings in her hand, bare feet upon the floor
Shady grove, Shady grove, your husband’s gone away
Gown upon the floor, won’t you have me?