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In the Shade of the Old Apple Tree

In the shade of the old apple tree, Where the love in your eyes I could see, When the voice that I heard, Like the song of the bird, Seem'd to whisper sweet music to me; I could hear the dull buzz of the bee, In the blossoms as you said to me, With a heart that is true, I'll be waiting for you, In the shade of the old apple tree.

Last updated: March 1, 2014