It grows on a pear tree.
Song
1. Red cherries grow on a pear tree, ; I have only one wife. ; ; 2. But when even this one is too many, ; sooner or later it will take me to the grave. ; ; 3. He is a strange creation of God, ; I tremble when he comes near me. ; ; 4. I thought I would beat him, ; I can handle him, since he is so old. ; ; 5. He was already half dead three times, ; oh, my God, but I was in a good mood. ; ; 6. And the devil still didn't take him, ; he is so bad, the devil doesn't need him either.