Buy my strawberries

Oh! buy, oh! buy my strawberries,

In London Town to-day,

Fair ladies, kindly heed them,

As you pass on your way!

They're fresh and good and scented,

The finest ever seen,

And set in dainty splendour

On leaves all moist and green!

Ripe strawberries! Ripe strawberries!

Buy, buy, buy a little basket,

Neat and round, a penny a pound!

Dear ladies, I ask it!

Rosy and many,

Sweeter than any,

All for a penny,

Ripe strawberries! Oh! buy,!

From Islington's fair gardens

Before the morn was red,

I picked these lovely strawberries,

All from a dewy bed.

Oh! buy them, pretty ladies,

Each one of summer speaks,

They'll paint the blushing roses

Upon your children's cheeks!

Ripe strawberries! Ripe strawberries! etc.