Robert Herrick - Cherry-Ripe Lyrics

Lyrics Cherry-Ripe - Robert Herrick




Cherry ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry
Full and fair ones, come and buy
If so be you ask me where
They do grow, I answer there
Where my Julia's lips do smile
There's the land, or Cherry Isle
Whose plantations fully show
All the year where cherries grow



Writer(s): David Julian Michaels, Robert Herrick



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