Текст песни Market Song - Live - Pentangle

As I walk into the market
Each day I can hear them cry

Sweet apples, sweet oranges
Sweet apples, sweet oranges
Fresh, fresh for sale
For you, oh today
Come and buy them
Sweet apples, sweet oranges

All alone I walk with no one
Beside me wants you to buy

Sweet apples, sweet oranges
Sweet apples, sweet oranges

Walking through the stalls
I am amazed by them all
Come and buy them

Sweet apples, sweet oranges

Like a child my mind has wandered
Far from here across the sea

Sweet apples, sweet oranges
Sweet apples, sweet oranges

I hear, I hear them cry
Oh the beggar wearing lies
Cry sweet apples, sweet oranges
Wrist I can see them
Overhanging there so ripe and red

Sweet apples, sweet oranges
Sweet apples, sweet oranges

Get off, get off my land
Know that it don't belong to you
Come and buy them

Sweet apples, sweet oranges
Sweet apples, sweet oranges
Sweet apples, sweet oranges
Sweet apples, sweet oranges