Lyric Straight-Mouth Stomp

Oh come sit down An give me your word
That I ll be a man someday an I ll hurt
These troubles around me
This boy that I am
It s up here for thinkin
And down there for dancin
Not the other way around

Apples in the summertime
Peaches in the fall
I can t keep the girl I got
I can t keep none at all

Nobody knows how I can swing that sway
How I can creep from the narrow
To the broader way
But I ll do no more talkin
I m goin to town
With my true love s breath upon my neck
And my hands on velvet ground

Apples in the summertime
Peaches in the fall
I can t keep the girl I got
I can t keep none at all

Apples in the summertime
Peaches in the fall
I can t keep the girl I got
I can t keep none at all