Below the Apple Tree

Take me to the place of soft embrace

Take me to the land of God

Burry me down below the apple tree

so my body may feed it

Give me up onto the earth

So I might be useful one last time

A patch over my chest so 

my mother may not see me bleed

Lower my body below the tree 

Weep not for me for my time has come

Weep not for my soul for it's eternal

Angels take my soul onto God's judgement

I am no saint I am no sinner 

I am a man

My soul will never die

I'll live on forever more

Below the Apple tree I sleep

Weep not for me

My time with you was paradise