C G Plucking apples from a treeAm C And roses from the groundD I am up in the airF Never to come downC G You are the part of me I lackedAm C The mother I never knewD The love I never hadF I came up on the streetsC Always doing badC But what I leave behindF Are memories to sellC You singing me to sleepF Always doing wellC We won't meet againF C In this life or anymoreDm C I'm too far out at seaG And you're on the shoreC G Good night, my love, good nightAm C Mind the way you goD Going home tonightF You'll be aloneC I've taken flightG Plucking apples from a treeAm C And roses from the groundD I'm high up in the airF And never coming downC
Apples From A Tree
Mark Lanegan
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