 
I gave my love a cherry.  It had no stone
I gave my love a chicken.  It had no bone
I told my love a story.  I had no end
I gave my love a baby.  With no crying
How can there be a cherry that has no stone
How can there be a chicken that has no bone
How can there be a story that has no end
And how can there be a baby with no crying
A cherry when it's bloomin it has no stone
A chicken when it's a pippin it has no bone
The story of our love dear.  It has no end
And our baby when it's sleeping, there's no crying