I gave my love a cherry That had no stone I gave my love a chicken That had no bone I told my love a story That had no end I gave my love a baby With no crying. How can there be a cherry That has no stone? And how can there be a chicken That has no bone? And how can there be a story That has no end? And how can there be a baby With no crying?
A cherry when it's blooming It has no stone A chicken when it's pippin' It has no bone The story that I love you It has no end A baby when it's sleeping It's no crying.