Smog - Red Apples lyrics

[Smog - Red Apples lyrics]

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

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