Connie Dover - Shady Grove Lyrics

Peaches in the summertime
Apples in the fall
If I can't have the one I love
I won't have none at all

Shady Grove, my little love
Shady Grove, my darling
Shady Grove, my little love
I'm going back to Harlan

Cheeks as red as the blooming rose
Eyes of the prettiest brown
You are the darling of my heart

Love me when the sun goes down

Fly around, my pretty little dove
Fly around, my daisy
Fly around, my pretty little love
About to drive me crazy

Some come here to fiddle and dance
Some come here to tarry
Some come here to fiddle and dance
I come here to marry