Shady Grove, my little love, Shady grove I say. Shady Grove, my little love, I'm a-bound to go away. Cheeks as red as a blooming rose, And eyes of the prettiest brown; She's the darling of my heart, The prettiest little girl in town. I wish I had a gla** of wine And bread and meat for two; I'd set it all on a golden plate And give it all to you. I wish I had me a big fine horse And the corn to feed him on, Little Shady Grove to stay at home And feed him while I'm gone. When I went to see my Shady Grove She was a-standing in the door. Her shoes and stockings in her hand And her little bare feet on the floor. Now when I was a little boy I wanted a Barlow knife, And now I want little Shady Grove to say she'll be my wife. A kiss from little Shady Grove Is as sweet as brandywine, And there ain't no girl in this whole world That's prettier than mine.