Maiden's choice/The cherry girl

The CHERRY GIRL, a favourite SONG.

SWEET cowslips I cry, and ground ivy I fell,
And round about London am known mighty well;
But when my sweet cowslips no longer abound,
I cry my sweet cherries a penny a pound.
But when my sweet cowslips no longer abound,
I cry my sweet cherries a penny a pound.

My green nonpariels through the winter I cry,
With one golden pippens for those that will buy;
But when the warm season of summer comes round,
I cry my sweet cherries a penny a pound.
But when my sweet cowslips, etc.

I rise with the lark and to market repair,
And the choicest of fruit in my barrow I bear;
With full honest weight, & they're all round & sound,
I cry my sweet cherries a penny a pound.
But when my sweet cowslips, etc.

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Printed by J. and M. Robertson, Saltmarket, 1802.