Letra de Red Apples
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Red Apples
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I went down to the river
To meet the widow
She gave me an apple
It was red
I went down to the river
To meet the widow
She gave me an apple
It was red
I slept in her black arms
For a century
She wanted nothing in return
I gave her nothing in return
I gave her nothing in return
The 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 apples
For us
To meet the widow
She gave me an apple
It was red
I went down to the river
To meet the widow
She gave me an apple
It was red
I slept in her black arms
For a century
She wanted nothing in return
I gave her nothing in return
I gave her nothing in return
The 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 apples
For us
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