It's cher-ry pink and ap-ple blos-som white,__
When your true lov-er comes your way.
It's cher-ry pink and ap-ple blos-som white,__
The po - ets say.
The sto-ry goes that once a cher-ry tree.__
Be-side an ap-ple tree did grow.
And there a boy once met his bride to be___
long long a - go
The boy looked in-to her eyes,
It was a sight to en-thrall,
The breez-es joined in their sighs,
The blos-soms start-ed to fall.
And as they gent-ly ca-ressed,
The lov-ers look up to find,
The branch-es of the two trees were in-ter-twined,
And that is why the po - ets al-ways write,__
If there's a new moon bright a-bove,
It's cher-ry pink and ap-ple blos-som white,__
When you're in love.___________