Oh, you will want to know where I am now You know my dear I was in the cherry tree when mother said to me ♪ "You are only 17" "You don't know what it means" So I climbed down and picked the cherries That fell to the ground ♪ I can't carry it alone ♪ So I'll bury it like bones
Oh, you are only 17 You don't know what to fear And all we know is what we have to hold And call, "My dear" And I will want to know where you are If you're far or near And I don't know how loud I'll have to sing For you to hear ♪ If I can't marry you, I'll go ♪ On my chariot of gold ♪ There is only this I know ♪ I will die before I'm old