APPLE PICKER'S REEL
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Hey, ho, makes you feel so fine
Looking out across the orchard in the bright sunshine.
Hey, ho, makes you feel so free
Standing at 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.
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Start at the bottom and you pick 'em from the ground
And you pick that 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.
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Hey, ho, makes you feel so down
Picking up windfalls, crawling on the ground.
Hey, ho, makes you feel so free
Standing at the top of an apple tree.
Hey, ho, you lose your mind
If you sing this song about a hundred times;
Hey, ho, makes you feel so free
Standing in the top of an apple tree.
Chorus