Stolen Apples Taste The Sweetest Lyrics - Paul Kelly

Stolen apples taste the sweetest 

See them hanging in the pale moonlight 

You won't feel those cuts and bruises 

As you reach out for your prize in the night 

Pluck them down and take that very first bite 

"Don't tell anyone our secrets" 

Said the farmer to his darling wife 

Oh no, don't tell me 

"There are some here in the districts 

Not so happy with their lot in this mean, old life 

Oh, sweetheart, won't you pass me the paring knife?" 

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Stolen apples plucked down in their prime 

Stolen apples hanging heavy on my mind 

Heavy on, heavy on my mind, oh, my mind 

Oh, my mind 

Eve called Adam in the garden 

"Hey Adam, come over here and look at these, won't you try some?" 

"Oh, no," said Adam, "Ain't that forbidden" 

"Come on now, baby," said Eve, "What could be wrong 

What could be wrong with just one little one?" 

So Adam bit and cried out, "That's the bomb, that's the bomb" 

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Stolen apples taste the sweetest 

Stolen apples taste the sweetest 

Stolen apples taste the sweetest 

Stolen apples taste the sweetest 

Stolen apples taste the sweetest 

Stolen apples taste the sweetest 

Stolen apples taste the sweetest