Apples Don't Fall Far From The Tree

When I was five

I put on mama's high heel shoes

And paint my face

Dance across the living room

At Ruby's place

Where the music was always playing

Girls were alive

While the men were saying



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Apples don't fall far from the tree

Hey honey, come sit on my knee

Apples don't fall far from the tree

And I remember mama's tears

When they said in a few years

I'd be something to see



At seventeen

I had me a diamond

And a string of pearls

Men said they preferred me

To the other girls

They took me to the best of places

But I could read it on their faces



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Then when mama died

I made up my mind

To get on a gray hound

Get out of this town

And leave it all behind

But life goes on

A child of three

Smiles up at me while she plays

A man I loved

Has never heard of Ruby's place

When he holds her with affection

And he uses that old expression



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