Shady Grove
EbmShady Grove, my little love
Shady Grove I Bb7say
EbmShady Grove, my little love
I'm Bb7bound to go Ebmaway
When I was a little boy
I wanted a Barlow knife
And now I want little Shady Grove
To say she'll be my wife
Peaches in the summertime
Apples in the fall
If I can't get the girl I love
I don't want none at all
Wish I had a banjo string
Made of golden twine
I'd play that song on my banjo string
And make that girly mine
Some come here to fiddle and dance
Sme come here to tarry
Some come here to fiddle and dance
I come here to marry