[Verse 1]
Another branch hangs lowly
Fruit is slowly ripened
And the harvest caused such silence
Are we truly pickin’?
[Pre-Chorus]
But you see, it’s not me, it’s not my strawberry
In your shed, in your shed, they are ripening
With their crates and their bowls, and their bowls and their spoons
In your shed, in your shed, they are juicing
[Chorus]
In your shed, in your shed
Berry, berry, berry-ie-ie
What’s in your shed, in your shed?
Berry, berry, berry-ie-ie-ie, oh
[Post-Chorus]
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo
[Verse 2]
Another bramble’s breaking
Jam is taking over
When the sweetness causes silence
We must be in clover
[Pre-Chorus]
It’s the same old vine, since the summer time
In your shed, in your shed, they’re still ripening
With their crates and their bowls, and their bowls and their spoons
In your shed, in your shed, they are juicing
[Chorus]
In your shed, in your shed
Berry, berry, berry-ie-ie
What’s in your shed, in your shed?
Berry, berry, berry-ie-ie-ie
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, eh-eh-oh, ya-ya