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Little apple tree, planted by her front door down in cooper creek Virginia.
And with the turn of leaves, she don't love me anymore, and all these memories still linger.
Pleasant don't you leave me for another song
We've got little mouths to feed and our hearts are on the run
If you stay with me you know I'll sing along
Oh Pleasant don't you leave me for another orphan song.
Oh Sara cant you see the branches of this tree, with all the fruits of our labor.
Could you follow me into the harvesting?
These songs hang low, so sweet and tender.
Little apple tree now an orchard in the snow, quiet on the first day of December
If you could only speak what would you say to me?
As the sun sets down in Cooper Creek Virginia.