How the song is supposed to go:
Loveliest of trees!
The cherry now
Is hung with bloom
Along the bough.
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.
What I heard my three year old daughter singing this afternoon:
the cherry now,
is wearing blue
about the woodland ride!
Everybody does not want to
see your underwear.
Well, I tried to teach her a classic... I halfway succeeded.
|lifted from: The Giraffopia Blog|