As long as there's an apple tree There'll be apple pie And what is meant to be will be Who teaches birds how to fly Here in this world Where so few things
VERSE; just a little girl UNDER THE OLE' APPLE TREE I remember the pain And joys of growing up Riding my pony Toni On grandparents farm Memories
Jesus Christ the Apple Tree The tree of life my soul hath seen Laden with fruit and always green The tree of life my soul hath seen Laden with fruit and
I wrote my mother, I wrote my father And now I'm writing you too I'm sure of mother, I'm sure of father And now I want to be sure, very, very sure of
1. Bei einem Wirte wundermild da war ich jüngst zu Gaste eingoldner Apfel war sein Schild an einem langen Aste. 2. Es war der gute Apfelbaum
Nyssa, can you remember me? I'm the one who picked the apple tree Nyssa, can you remember me? I'm the one who picked the apple tree Nyssa, can you remember
In the shade of the old apple tree When the love in your eyes I could see When the voice that I heard, like the song of the bird Seemed to whisper sweet
You could be my white night I could be your fairy tale You could come and save me But that is not the end I would wear a white dress And you will paint
You were in a dream I had Doing dishes at the laundry mat And then you smiled at me You said let's hide and seek I'm gonna count to three, where did you
Have you ever seen such kindness Such resigned delight all in one glance? Right as you pass me, I watch, you see You smile, I breathe air in my chest
Ich weiß gar nicht, wie ich beginnen soll,so viel Gedanken, und mein Herz ist übervoll,so viel Gefühle drängen sich zur selben Zeit
The tree gives me shade The shade turns to shadow He turns to speak the Apple Tree Man Lives in a secret garden and I held the key He may be alone with
Don't sit under the apple tree With anyone else but me Anyone else but me Anyone else but me, no no no Don't sit under the apple tree With anyone else
Sitting underneath the apple tree I'm wiping all the dirt right off my knees But, I don't mind Mr. deer is looking down at me He says I've lost all of
Judo Judy gotta go cause she never wasn't old to realize Small tiny petty little ox-fly could upset the rain I woke up again As I an the smile on my face
We were on this car trip, And I was looking at these rows and rows of trees all along the highway. I don't know what kind of trees, apples or something
LISTEN CLOSELY. LET ME FILL YOU IN ABOUT THE RICH RIPE ROUND RED ROSY APPLES THE CALL FORBIDDEN FRUIT WHAT I'M ABOUT TO SAY IS CONFIDENTIAL SO PROMISE
I must advise your proudness, There are things it is better not to know. If you insist your proudness, Then of course I will tell you even so. You will