Tommy Makem - Apples in the Basket lyrics

The sun comes over the top of the hill Shines on the fields I've got to till My bones are weary, but I know I will And not just because you ask it Rake and hoe are hung on nails Hay piled up in tidy bales Milk lies sweet in a hundred pails And apples in the basket [Chorus] Right-fol-de-diddle-o, right-fol-de-day Right-fol-de-diddle-o, right-fol-de-day Right-fol-de-diddle-o, right-fol-de-day There's apples in the basket A house that's tight to the wind and snow A barn that's full of what we grow Empty purse, but I don't owe A thing to any man living A woman warm, a woman kind A woman that knows her own sweet mind A woman that knows just what's behind The sins that she's forgiven [Chorus] There's branches on the family tree A boy, a girl and the baby's three They look like her, they look like me Like folks that's dead and gone now But I don't care, we're all the same None to bless and none to blame Doing in our Father's name The work we carry on now [Chorus] The old white goose is on the wing But he'll come back again in spring Each year we do the same old thing And the same old wheel goes spinning When the air is warm and the earth is sweet And the Lord's clean dirt is on our feet The circle comes around complete The end is the beginning [Chorus]