Don’t You Tell Henry

I went down to the river on a Saturday morn
I'm looking 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 you tell Henry, don't you tell Henry
Don't you tell Henry, don't you tell Henry
Don't you tell Henry, apple's got your fly"

I went down to the corner at half past ten
I'm looking around, I wouldn't say when
I looked down low and I looked above
And who did I see but the one I love?

She said "Don't you tell Henry, don't you tell Henry
Don't you tеll Henry, don't you tell Henry
Don't you tеll Henry, apple's got your fly"

Now I went down to the beanery at half past twelve
Looking around just to see myself
I spotted a horse, a donkey too
I looked for a cow and I saw me a few

They say "Don't you tell Henry, don't you tell Henry
Don't you tell Henry, don't you tell Henry
Don't you tell Henry, apple's got your fly"

Now I went down to the pumphouse the other night
Looking around, I was out of sight
I looked high and low for that big old tree
I did go upstairs but didn't see no one but me

I said "Don't you tell Henry, don't you tell Henry
Don't you tell Henry, don't you tell Henry
Don't you tell Henry, apple's got your fly"