Tonart: C major
Verse 1
C
G
C
Don't pick the apples,
don't pick the peaches,
G
You leave the maggots, just be.
Don't pick the cherries,
or those other berries,
Em
C
You find on the admiral's tree.
Fruits that are fresh
are the best of the bunch,
Am
C
But my unches,
Am
G
these ones are not so.
D
G
Summer will ripen the fruits
you delighten,
Em
G
Em
C
But quickly the mag gots do grow.
F
C
Take them down, wash them down,
F
By whopping old stairs one,
Em
C
Hang them to dry by the old riverside,
Em
C
G
C
And display them the best they can be.
Em
C
There is no cellar and
there is no season
Am
Em
C
Though some you might
Em
G
No fortune teller need
tell you the reason
Em
C
They stiffen right up very fast
Em
Most of the town will turn out
C
Am
for the harvest
C
G
Something they all want to see
Em
They gather around to see fruit falling down
G
Em
G
Em
C
by the hand of the old admiral team
F
C
Take them down, wash them down
F
C
G
and whop in upstairs one, two, three
C
Em
Tied in a sack you get no money back
C
G
C
for the trouble that they took to reap
When all of the fruit has
been took from the orchard
Am
C
Em
An d all of the branches are bare
G
Em
They'll be now to sell
Em
There will be one more bas
Fruits don't debate but
they do propagate
G
They will blossom where hard to be seen
Em
Turn from a hunch, to a bud, to a bunch
G
Em
And these baskets will pick
you right clean
C
F
There'll be baskets here,
F
Bb
G
Stacked to the gunwales and then
C
B
C
B
Em
C
Never you fear, my old buccaneer
Em
E
Em
C
G
Will be open for business again
C
Am
F
G
Em
G
Open for business again
C
Am
F
C
G
C
Open for business again
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