Luyện nghe bài hát Stolen Apples Taste the Sweetest

Stolen apples taste the
See hanging in the pale moonlight
You wont feel those cuts and
As you out for your prize in the night
them down and take that very first bite

Dont tell our secrets
Said the to his darling wife
Oh no, tell me
There are some in the districts
Not so with their lot in this mean, old life
Oh, sweetheart, wont you me the paring knife?

Stolen apples down in their prime
apples hanging heavy on my mind
Heavy on, heavy on my mind, oh, my
Oh, my

Eve called in the garden
Hey Adam, come over here and at these, wont you try some?
Oh, no, said Adam, that forbidden
Come on now, baby, said Eve, What be wrong
What be wrong with just one little one?
So bit and cried out, Thats the bomb, thats the bomb

Stolen taste the sweetest
Stolen apples the sweetest
Stolen apples taste the
Stolen taste the sweetest

Stolen apples taste the
Stolen apples taste the
Stolen taste the sweetest