Apple tree, Apple tree, Lend me the fruit that you sire, For many a tasty dinner I desire, Apple tree, Apple tree, Lend me your leaves, Build me a kite to fly in the breeze, Apple tree, Apple tree, Lend me your branches, For sailing I shall go, With your wood as the mast-es, Apple tree, Apple tree, Lend me your boughs, Split them and tie them, And build me a house, Apple tree, Apple tree, Lend me your roots, A child's cradle and a small pair of boots, Apple tree, Apple tree, Lend me your ground, I feel my time is up, And no grave have I found, To lay in while I leave this earth behind, Thank you, o, thank you, Apple Tree of Mine |