The Makem & Spain Brothers: The Tradition Continues
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I WISH I WAS A BIG RED APPLE

I wish I was a big red apple
Hanging on an apple tree
And every time my love passed by
She'd take a little bite off me

Chorus:
She's got lips that taste like honey
Eyes like the deep blue sea
Golden hair that hangs in curls
And she's saving all her love for me

I wish I was a butterfly
I'd light on my love's breast
And if I was a nightingale
I'd sing my love to rest

Chorus

Let the rain come down and the wind blow high
Let the storm rage all the time
I won't care about the frost and snow
For I know that she'll be mine

Chorus

I wish I had a jug of wine
Some brandy and some beer
I wish I was sitting in a lonesome spot
With my arms around my dear

Chorus

If I was a king and very, very rich
With diamonds, jewels and furs
I'd give it all up for one little kiss
From those ruby lips of hers

- Words and music by Tommy Makem
Copyright 1968