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There is a tree in my lover's yard.
Song
1. There is a tree in my lover's yard, ; Three apples, red apples on it, ; Two are sweet, the third, alas, very bitter, ; My dear baby, if he sees me, he will avoid me. ; ; 2. My dear baby, if you get tired of loving me, ; You are free to look for another lover, ; May heaven give you one more beautiful, better, more handsome than me, ; And for me only one like you were.