letra de (ah, the apple trees) when the world was young - buddy rich
it isn’t by chance i happen to be
a boulevardier, the toast of paris
for over the noise, the talk and the smoke
i’m good for a laugh, a drink or a joke
i walk in a room, a party or ball
“come sit over here” somebody will call
“a drink for m’sieur, a drink for us all”
but how many times i stop and recall
ah, the apple trees
blossoms in the breeze
that we walked among
lyin’ in the hay
games we used to play
while the rounds were sung
only yesterday
when the world was young
wherever i go thеy mention my name
and that in itself, is somе sort of fame
“come by for a drink, we’re havin’ a game”
wherever i go i’m glad that i came
the talk is quite g-y, the company fine
there’s laughter and lights, and glamour and wine
and beautiful girls and some of them mine
but often my eyes see a different shine
ah, the apple trees
and the hive of bees
where we once got stung
summers at bordeaux
rowing the bateau
where the willow hung
just a dream ago
when the world was young
when the world was young
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