Don't ya tell Henry,

Apple's got your fly.



E

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,

A

Don't ya tell Henry,

B7

Don't ya tell Henry,

(n.c.) E (turnaround)

Apple's got your fly."



E

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.

A

She said, "Don't ya tell Henry,

E

Don't ya tell Henry,

B

Don't ya tell Henry,

A (n.c.) E

Apple's got your fly."



E

Now, I went down to the beanery at half past twelve,



A-lookin' around just to see myself.

A

I spotted a horse and a donkey, too,

E

I looked for a cow and I saw me a few.

A

They said, "Don't ya tell Henry,

E

Don't ya tell Henry,

B

Don't ya tell Henry,

A (n.c.) E

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."