Oh, Charlie's sweet and Charlie's neat,
And Charlie he's a dandy,
Charlie he's the very lad
That feeds the girls on candy.

Come over here, we'll trip together
In the morning early,
Here we'll take the parting hand,
It's true I love you dearly.

I don't want no more of your weevily wheat,
Nor I don't want none of your barley,
But I want some more of your pretty white flour
To bake a cake for Charlie.

Oh, Charlie he's a handsome man,
Charlie, he's a dandy,
Charlie he's the very lad
That stoled all Daddy's brandy.

Oh, five times five is twenty-five,
And six times five are thirty,
Seven times five are thirty-five,
And eight times five are forty.

Charlie, barley, wheat, and rye,
Kissed the girls and made them cry,
I'll jump over your weevily wheat,
And you'll jump over the barley.

I'll step her to your weevily wheat,
I'll step her to your barley,
I'll step her to your weevily wheat,
I'll step away to Charlie.

The higher up the cherry tree,
The riper grow the cherries,
The sooner the boy courts the girl,
The sooner they will marry.

The higher up the cherry tree,
The redder grow the cherries,
The more you hug and kiss the girl,
The sooner they will marry.

Come down this way with your weevily wheat,
Come down this way with your barley,
Come down this way with your weevily wheat
To make a cake for Charlie.

Christmas comes but once a year,
Why not all be merry?
Sitting around the old log fire,
A-drinking Tom and Jerry.

O don't you see that pretty little girl?
Don't you think she's clever?
Don't you think that I and her
Would make a match forever?

Up the river, skip together,
In the morning early,
Join with me your heart and hand,
For I do love you dearly.

Oh, Charlie he's a nice young man
Charlie he's a dandy,
Charlie hugs and kisses the girls,
For he knows they taste like candy.