IN THE SHADE OF THE OLD APPLE TREE | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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The oriole with joy was sweetly singing The little brook was babbling forth its tune The village bells at noon were gaily singing The world seemed brighter that a harvest moon For there, within my arms, I gently pressed you And blushing red you slowly turned away I can't forget the way I once caressed you I can't forget that happy bygone day, Chorus: In the shade of the old apple tree When the love in your eyes I could see When the voice that I heard, like the song of a bird Seemed 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. In other lands I've wandered since we parted I seek the garden fair beside the stream I tread each well known pathway weary hearted For all I see recalls the old sweet dream No more on earth your loving smile will cheer me No more on earth your dear face I shall see Yet memories of the past are ever near me And linger round the dear old apple tree, Chorus: |
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Written by and composed by Harry H. Williams & Egbert Van Alstyne | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Performed by Burt Shepard (1854-1913) | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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