The Cherry Tree Carol

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Joseph was an old man An old man was he; He married sweet Mary The queen of Galilee As they want a-walking In the garden so gay; Maid Mary spied cherries Hanging over yon tree Mary said to Joseph With her sweet lips so mild "Pluck those cherries, Joseph For to give to my Child." "O then," replièd Joseph With words so unkind "I will pluck no cherries For to give to thy Child." Mary said to cherry tree "Bow down to my knee That I may pluck cherries By one, two and three." Then the uppermost sprig then Bowed down to her knee; "Thus you may see, Joseph These cherries are for me." O еat your cherries, Mary O eat your chеrries now O eat your cherries, Mary That grow upon the bough As Joseph was a-walking He heard angels sing "This night there shall be born Our heavenly king "He neither shall be born In house nor in hall Nor in the place of paradise But in an ox stall "He shall not be clothed In purple or pall; But all in fair linen As wear babies all "He shall not be rockèd In silver nor gold But in a wooden cradle That rocks on the mould "He neither shall be christened In milk nor in wine But in pure spring well water Fresh sprung from Bethine." Mary took her Baby She dressed Him so sweet She laid Him in a manger All there for to sleep As she stood over Him She heard angels sing: "O bless our dear Savior Our heavenly king."
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