Peaches in the Summertime - Camper Van Beethoven

Peaches in the summertime, apples in the Fall

If I can’t have Shady Grove then none at all

Wish I had a banjo string made of gold and twine

Every tune I’d play on it I’d wish that girl were mine

Shady Grove, Shady Grove standing in her door

Stockings in her hand bare feet upon the floor

Shady Grove, Shady Grove, your husband’s gone away

Gown upon the floor, won’t you have me in your bed

Oh boy, oh boy, can I have you Shady Grove?

When I was a boy all I wanted was a knife

Now all I want is for Shady Grove to be my wife

Wish I had a big fine mare to ride upon

Shady Grove, Shady Grove a come a callin' on

REPEAT CHORUS

Peaches in the summertime, apples in the Fall

If I can’t have Shady Grove then none at all

Wish I had a banjo string made of gold and twine

Every tune I’d play on it I’d wish that girl were mine

Shady Grove, Shady Grove standing in her door

Stockings in her hand, bare feet upon the floor

Shady grove, Shady grove, your husband’s gone away

Gown upon the floor, won’t you have me?