Apple Tree Blues

Wearin' raspberry velvet and the rabbits in the hole Where the apple tree fell over two years ago Man, you could never stop it, it was always gonna go When you're hidin' in the cotton, get a tickle in your soul And I could really go for a little bit of rock 'n roll Yeah, I could really go for a little bit of rock 'n roll And let's go lookin' in the sugar cane And wander 'round the country in the pourin' rain Win a couple dollars, lose a couple games And walk tall laughin' in the sugar cane then take a trip on a golden airplane Yeah, then you take a trip on a golden airplane And you'll tell me what your heart's been through Tell me where you're goin' to Tell me all the things you'd like to do but you can't 'Cause you're scared that you're goin' to hell Feels alright but you can't really tell All of that cigarette ash is good and well It's good and well And there's a mother of pearl layin' in the sand A quarter of the size of the palm of your hand Hold it to the sun, sure does look grand Hangin' from a mirror on a rubber band Your whole damn life you never even had a plan It's like your whole damn life you never even had a plan To tell me what your heart's been through Tell me where you're goin' to Tell me all the things you'd like to do but you can't 'Cause you're scared that you're goin' to hell Feels alright but you can't really tell All of that cigarette ash is good and well It's good and well --- Apple Tree Blues - Caamp