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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
Full of millions of red apples

For us

• Clear The Room
• Come on in My Kitchen
• Deep Inside
• Free as a Bird
• Hard Times in New York City
• He Was a Friend of Mine
• I Do Believe
• Johnny's Got a Gun
• Love to Be Silly
• Psychic Hearts
• Red Apples.
• Schizophrenia's Weighted Me Down
• Sophisticated Lady
• The Leopard The Lamb
• The Werewolf Song
• To Be a Good Woman
• We Dance
• Wonderwall