When I first met you, babe I was green as I could be When I first met you, babe Lord, I was green as I could be And then you know, I let you in my garden And you went straight for my cherry tree
You didn't touch my apples And you didn't want my plums You just, you wham bam with your axe, baby And you didn't leave me none Oh, baby, don't you remember me? 'Cause I'm sure that you're the one who Who chopped down my cherry tree
Now answer me, babe And don't just tell a lie Did you pick all of my cherries And just leave 'em out to dry? Oh, baby, don't you remember me? 'Cause I'm sure that you're the one who Who chopped down my cherry tree