I went down to the river to meet the widow
She gave me an apple and it was red
I slept in her black arms for a century
She wanted nothing in return I gave her nothing in return
The ghost of her husband beautiful as a horse
Pulled up an apple cart
Full of millions of red apples for us
Full of millions of red apples for us
I went down to the river to meet the widow
She gave me an apple and it was red
I slept in her black arms for a century
She wanted nothing in return I gave her nothing in return
I went down to the river to meet that widow
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Lyricapsule: Jeff Buckley Drowns; May 29, 1997 |
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Album Review: Best Coast – ‘The Only Place’ |
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| 4 | Fiance |
| 5 | He War |
| 6 | I Don't Blame You |
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