Apples

	  		
 




         F           C      Em                 F 
i got nothing in my pockets, my pockets in my hands 
                        C               F               G 
i can lead you to the ocean, leave our sandals on the sand 
        F                C      Em               F 
i got matches and bottle rockets in an old coffee can 
                      C           F           G          C 
we can shoot them up into the air let em lay where they land 

                   F                      C                      
and this is how it is, yeah this is who i am 
                        G7                            C 
looking for a hand to kiss where the river meets the dam 
                    F                                   C 
and this is how we live, to each her own don't ask for more 
                      G7                                  C 
if you got apples to give, well thats what growing em is for 


          F                 C       Em               F                           
well the engine it keeps on knocking as we drive away from town 
                    C              F              G 
we can ignore the problem, but we can't ignore the sound 
             F                     C       
i'm at your door can you please unlock it?  
Em                   F   
here's some flowers I found 
                        C 
i've been waking to an image of you 
        F           G           C 
moving slowly in a wedding gown 

                    F                        C 
and this is how it is, yeah this is how we love 
                    G                        C 
opportunities are missed or taken advantage of 
                    F                                    C 
yea this is how we live, to each her own don't ask for more 
                      G                                 C 
if you got apples to give, well in whose cellar are they stored? 


                F                 C 
there must be onions in our eye sockets 
Em                      F 
we always tear up and cry 
                        C 
thinking about all the things we need 
           F            G 
that our money can only buy 
               F              C 
so put your gun down now, uncock it 
Em                         F     
you got your whole life to die 
                        C                        
for every snake in the garden finds water 
           F     G           C 
just like every dove in the sky 

                   F                        C 
and this is how it is, yeah this is who we are 
                             G7                                 C 
when the hand you've come to kiss is thrown into the throes of war 
                   F                                    C 
and this is how we live, to each her own don't ask for more 
                        G7                                C  
if you got apples to give, well thats what growing em is for