Letra de Red Apples
I went down to the river To meet the widow She gave me an apple It was redI went down to the river To meet the widow She gave me an apple It was redI slept in her black arms For a century She wanted nothing in return I gave her nothing in return I gave her nothing in returnThe ghost of her husband Beautiful as a horse Pulled up an apple cart The ghost of her husband Beautiful as a horse Pulled up an apple cart Full of millions of red applesFor us