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Joseph was an old man And an old man was he; And Joseph married Mary, The Queen of Galilee.

Mary and Joseph Together did go, And there they saw a cherry tree, Both red, white and green.

Then up speaks Mary, So meek and so mild: O gather me cherries, Joseph, For I am with child.

Then up speaks Joseph With his words so unkind: Let them gather thee cherries That brought thee with child.

Then up speaks the little Child In his own mother's womb: Bow down, you sweet cherry tree, And give my mother some.

Then the top spray of the cherry tree Bowed down to her knee: And now you see, Joseph, There are cherries for me. Rh