Cherry Red Girl

Welcome to this garden girl

Cold is the rose where the white lilies blow

A heavenly paradise place

Where all the pleasant little fruits do grow

Here are lovers they lie down

For the night

‘Til cherry red their hearts are burning bright

Pick a fruit from her fine wardrobe

In oriental pearl and the whole double row

When her lovely little laughter shows

She looks like rosebuds filled with snow

Let no peer or prince from here

Or up on high

Meet cherry red until their hearts are burning bright

Innocent our angel still

Threatening eyes and a stare that could kill

Her brows like bows do stand

Straight in the heart, with no ring in the hand

Let no sacred fruit from here or up on high

Meet cherry red until their hearts are burning bright

Caught in the dark is the cherry red girl

Torn apart from an innocent world