Apples, Peaches And Cherries - Alma Cogan

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 (Scooby-dooby-scoo-zoo)

Apples (apples), peaches (peaches) and cherries

His daughter sat beside him there

She was young and she was fair

All glowing with a beauty rare

A maid of sweet sixteen

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 found her at the mart

He wooed and won the maiden’s heart

And now ten children ride the cart

Across the village green

Crying apples, peaches and cherries (Scooby-dooby-scoo-boo)

Apples (apples), peaches (peaches) and cherries

Now if there is a moral here

Such fruitfulness should make it clear

So shut the window when you hear

A peddler passing by

Crying apples, peaches and cherries (Scooby-dooby-scoo-boo)

Apples (apples), peaches (peaches) and cherries

Apples (apples)

And peaches (asparagus)

And apples (Brussels sprouts)

And peaches (string beans)

And cherries (and broccoli)

And cherries (and zucchini)

No!

cherries (and cherries)

And cherries (Scooby-dooby-scoo-boo)

Scooby-dooby-scoo-doo, and (Scooby-dooby-scoo-doo)

Hah-hah-hah, cherries