APPLE PICKER'S REEL

(Larry Hanks)

Hey, ho, makes you feel so fine

Looking out across the orchard in the bright sunshine.

Hey, ho, you feel so free

Standing in the top of an apple tree.

Up in the morning before the sun

I don't get home until the day is done;

My pick-sack's heavy and my shoulder's sore

But I'll be back tomorrow to pick some more.

Start at the bottom and you pick 'em from the ground

And you pick the tree clean all the way around;

Then you set up your ladder and you climb up high

And you're looking through the leaves at the clear blue sky.

Three-legged ladder, wobbly as hell

Reaching for an apple---whoa!---I almost fell.

Got a twenty-pound sack hanging 'round my neck

And there's three more apples that I can't quite get.

Hey, ho, makes you feel so down

Picking up windfalls, crawling on the ground.

Hey, ho, you feel so free

Standing in the top of an apple tree.

Hey, ho, you lose your mind

If you sing this song about a hundred times;

Hey, ho, you feel so free

Standing in the top of an apple tree.

Copyright Larry Hanks

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