Page From the B. Lovell Dime Song Book, Vol. 4
"Beneath the Apple Tree"
Written by Port Sulphur Band
Publication December 10, 1896

It's my funeral
But it's your grave
I'm not the kind of person
It's worth trying to save

It's so beautiful
The way a man can change
Give him a gun, tell him a lie
And watch him dig his grave

Flesh red and sweet
Dying dream
I'll take a bite with blood-stained teeth
Beneath the apple tree

I never was a hero
I never meant to kill
I don't know how I got here
Or how much blood I've spilled

Behind your good intentions
And behind my fear
A heart that beats and veins that bleed
The rifle and the deer

Flesh red and sweet
Dying dream
I'll take a bite with blood-stained teeth
Beneath the apple tree

The hanging tree, the apple seed
Meet me in the dark
Take the blood red poison heart
We're all born in blood and
It is in that blood that we depart

Flesh is red and sweet
It's a dying dream
I'll take a bite with blood-stained teeth
Beneath the apple tree

Flesh is red and sweet
It's a dying dream
So take a bite with blood-stained teeth
Beneath the apple tree