Don’t Ya Tell Henry [Live at the Academy of Music]

Lyrics

Don't ya tell Henry Apple's got your fly I went down to the river on a Saturday morn A-lookin' around just to see who's born I found a little chicken down on his knees I went up and yelled to him,"Please, please, please!" He said, "Don't ya tell Henry Don't ya tell Henry Don't ya tell Henry Apple's got your fly." I went down to the corner at a-half past ten I's lookin' around, I wouldn't say when I looked down low, I looked above And who did I see but the one I love She said, "Don't ya tell Henry Don't ya tell Henry Don't ya tell Henry Apple's got your fly." Now, I went down to the beanery at half past twelve A-lookin' around just to see myself I spotted a horse and a donkey, too I looked for a cow and I saw me a few They said, "Don't ya tell Henry Don't ya tell Henry Don't ya tell Henry Apple's got your fly." Now, I went down to the pumphouse the other night A-lookin' around, it was outa sight I looked high and low for that big ol' tree I did go upstairs but I didn't see nobody but me I said, "Don't ya tell Henry Don't ya tell Henry Don't ya tell Henry Apple's got your fly."