Apple in my pocket.

Apple of my eye.

I’m gonna love her till I die.

 

There is a robin on my window

sings a lullaby,

so sweetly I could cry.

 

Trouble on my doorstep.

Well, how should I know why?

I know it’s gonna pass me by.

 

We lay beside the river

and the clouds go drifting by.

She whispers something to me. I reply.

 

I’ve got an apple in my pocket

and she is the apple of my eye.

I’m gonna love her till I die.

 

© 2017 Echotongue Music

Apple In My Pocket

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