Apple Tree
Marika Hackman
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- C
- D7
- Em
- F
- G
- G/F#
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[Intro] Am C D7 F Am [Primera Parte]Am C Here I hang from the apple treeD7 F Oh, take a little bite, take a bite for meAm Em The pain, it keeps me saneG G/F# Am For I am more than a tasteAm The taste in the mouths of theC starving crowdsD7 Oh, pulling at the leaves, pullingF off to meAm Em In feet first the savage dustG G/F# Am Don’t leave me be, leave me be [Estribillo 1]Continúa después del anuncioAm Leave me be, I’m tiredC G Am And I feel so damn coldAm Hold me like a childC Em Am ‘Cause I feel so damn oldC Em Am I got so damn old [Segunda Parte]Am C Here I hang for the seated crowdD7 F To look upon my eyes, look upon my mouthAm Em And say “we were there that dayG G/F# Am I saw a face, heard a sound”Am C But now I sit where they used to beD7 F A quiet little scene of an apple treeAm Em White roots and balanced fruitG G/F# Am The winter glowed on her leaves [Estribillo 2]Am Hold me like a childC G Am ‘Cause I feel so damn coldAm Bind me like I’m wildC Em Am ‘Cause I feel so damn oldC Em Am I got so damn oldC G Am And I feel so damn oldC Em Am I got so damn old