Luyện nghe bài hát Stolen Apples Taste the Sweetest

Stolen taste the sweetest
See them hanging in the moonlight
You wont those cuts and bruises
As you reach out for your in the night
Pluck them down and take that first bite

Dont anyone our secrets
Said the farmer to his wife
Oh no, tell me
There are here in the districts
Not so happy with their lot in this mean, old
Oh, sweetheart, wont you pass me the paring

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

Eve Adam in the garden
Hey Adam, come over here and look at these, you try some?
Oh, no, Adam, Ain't that forbidden
Come on now, baby, said Eve, What be wrong
could be wrong with just one little one?
So Adam bit and cried out, Thats the bomb, thats the

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

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