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