The Appleblossom Rag - Josh Ritter

Where’s the queen of my parade?

She ain’t coming back

Only thing she left me is

This appleblossom rag

Oh, the appleblossom rag

Oh, such sweet refrain

And underneath the chords, the thorns

That cause such awful pain

This new gang’s the gang for me

Always on the town

Oh, the stories I could tell

If I felt like it now

This new gang’s the gang for me

I know all of their names

And they know mine and them that don’t

They love me just the same

Oh, the appleblossom rag

Oh, for such a knife

That from my blood could love unbraid

Without taking my life

This new girl’s the girl for me

Best girl that I know

Never asks me where I’ve been

Or when I’m coming home

This new girl’s got a real fork tongue

I love the way she lies

A false, young, painted devil

But I know, so it’s all right

Oh, that appleblossom rag

Lord, I’m such a fool

For things that sing so sweet and sad

And are so goddamn cruel

Oh, the appleblossom rag

Lord, I’m such a fool

For things that sing so sweet and sad

And are so goddamn cruel