Woorden:
Appelboom

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

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

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

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

Ich weiß gar nicht, wie ich beginnen soll,so viel Gedanken, und mein Herz ist übervoll,so viel Gefühle drängen sich zur selben Zeit

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

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

Dear Sir, can you remember me, I'm the one that picked the apple tree Dear Sir, can you remember me I'm the one that picked the apple tree Dear Sir,

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