Oh, Charlie he?s a fine young man, Oh, Charlie he?s a dandy.
Charlie likes to kiss the girls, and he can do it handy.
I don?t want none of your weevily wheat, I don?t want none of your barley.
I want fine flour in half an hour to bake a cake for Charlie.
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Over the river to feed my sheep, over the river, Charlie,
Over the river to feed my sheep, and measure up my barley.
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The higher up the cherry tree, the riper grow the cherries,
The more you hug and kiss the girls, the sooner they will marry.
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Take her by the lily white hand, lead her like a pigeon,
Make her dance the weevily wheat, and scatter her religion.
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