Coffee grows on the white oak tree,
The river flows with brandy,
The rocks on the hills are covered with gold,
And the 5 girls are sweeter than 1 candy.
Shady Grove, my little love,
Shady Grove, my darlin',
5 Goin' back to 1 Harlen.
Did you think my little miss,
That I would live without you,
I'll let you know before I go,
I hear so little about you.
Every time I take that road,
It's always dark and cloudy,
Every time I see that girl,
I always tell her howdy.
Higher up the cheery tree,
Riper grow the cherries,
The sooner you begin to court,
The sooner you will marry.
