| All of those peaches up in one tree |
| I know one of them belongs to me |
| I seem them peaches fallin' down by me |
| I know you see me standing under your tree |
| Long as you’ve got so many peaches |
| Why don’t you throw one down to me? |
| If I was a cherry-red bird |
| I’d fly up and take you off with me |
| Throw me a peach out of your tree |
| Ain’t no use in you being mean to me |
| Guess I’ll stop hanging round your tree |
| If you don’t send one down to me |
| You know I’m as hungry as a man can be |
| And I’m down here begging under your tree |
| All of those peaches up in your tree |
| Seem they’re just out of reach to me |
| Long as you’ve got so many peaches |
| Why don’t you throw one down to me? |
| If I was a cherry-red bird |
| I’d fly up and take you off with me |
| All of those peaches up in one tree |
| I know one of them belongs to me |
| I seem them peaches fallin' down by me |
| I know you see me standing under your tree |
| Long as you’ve got so many peaches |
| Why don’t you throw one down to me? |
| If I was a cherry-red bird |
| I’d fly up and take you off with me |
| Throw me a peach outta your tree |
| Ain’t no use in you being mean to me |
| All of those peaches up in one tree |
| I know one of them belongs to me |
| All of those peaches up in one tree |
| I know one of them belongs to me |
| All of those peaches up in one tree |
| I know one of them belongs to me |
| All of those peaches up in one tree |
| I know one of them belongs to me |