From the recording Junction City
Lyrics
Apples
I ain’t gonna eat no apples anymore. I ain’t gonna eat no apples anymore. I swear I’d rather die than to touch an apple pie. I ain’t gonna eat no apples anymore. My father ran a five and ten cent store. My father ran a five and ten cent store. Worked hard and he took pride in how he did provide. My father ran a five and ten cent store. Then came that crash of 29. Then came that crash of 29. His customers were poor. Couldn’t pay their bills no more. Then came that crash of 29. He lost the store and then we lost our home. He lost the store and then we lost our home. And though he tried and tried, a job he could not find. He lost the store and then we lost our home. He was forced to selling apples on the street. He was forced to selling apples on the street. A nickel at a time. If you’re lucky you get a dime. He was forced to selling apples on the street. I guess the shame was more than he could bear. I guess the shame was more than he could bear. Committed suicide, his bag of apples by his side. I guess the shame was more than he could bear. So, I ain’t gonna eat no apples anymore. I ain’t gonna eat no apples anymore. I swear I’d rather die than to touch an apple pie. I ain’t gonna eat no apples anymore.