Cindy, his beautiful daughter
You found her one day with
And there in the greenbrier shot her
Cindy was fair, as the day it is long,
Her loveliness never was shared.
Her father imprisoned it there
He kept it imprisoned up there
The shoemaker's son was the kind, it is said,
who smoked up the weeds in the field.
And he danced with the day and made love with the night,
and was known to say nothing is real.
He was known to say nothing is real
And he told her he wanted to wed her
But he soon fell cold stiff
The old man looked down at
For he knew why the young man had come
He said that his daughter would marry a pig
For she'd marry a shoemaker's son
For she'd marry a shoemaker's
Cindy, he's beautiful and kind
He found her one day with
And there in the green briar -shutter
And there in the green briar