When I looked up in the sky
A pie fell down right in my eye
It fell down high from in the sky
This pie that landed in my eye

The pie was thrown by Mrs Cherry
It was full of blue blue berries
These blue berries were so blue
As blue as sky, so blue, so true

Mrs Cherry was feeling mad
Two parts mad and one part sad
Her pie had cooked too much you see
And that is why she cast it free

I was on my way back home
From the farmers stalls where I like to roam
I am not, in truth, a careless fella
But next time will pack my best umbrella