Back by the creek, Old Cousin Zeke
On a new baptism streak
Tell him the news; if he lets you speak
Guess my sins will be gone next week
Apples in the trees, cherries on the ground
I'm California bound
I've been laid low and I'm still going down
On my way to Goleta town
She said, one day, I didn't pay
Repo Gal on the way
I drove that Ford to a dock on the bay
And that's all I have got to say
Apples in the trees, cherries on the ground
I'm California bound
I've been laid low and I'm still going down
On my way to Goleta town
Little birdie blue remarked it's true
"Walking looks hard to do
I'm so astute," it chirped and off it flew
Grow some wings, I'll be flying too
Apples in the trees, cherries on the ground
I'm California bound
I've been laid low and I'm still going down
On my way to Goleta town
Drown me in whiskey, chase me with beer
A long, long way I hear
Now you out there, let me be real clear
Don't you look for your guidance here
Apples in the trees, cherries on the ground
I'm California bound
I've been laid low and I'm still going down
On my way to Goleta town
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Back by the creek, Old Cousin Zeke
On a new baptism streak
Tell him the news; if he lets you speak
Guess my sins will be gone next week
Apples in the trees, cherries on the ground
I'm California bound
I've been laid low and I'm still going down
On my way to Goleta town
She said, one day, I didn't pay
Repo Gal on the way
I drove that Ford to a dock on the bay
And that's all I have got to say
Apples in the trees, cherries on the ground
I'm California bound
I've been laid low and I'm still going down
On my way to Goleta town
Little birdie blue remarked it's true
"Walking looks hard to do
I'm so astute," it chirped and off it flew
Grow some wings, I'll be flying too
Apples in the trees, cherries on the ground
I'm California bound
I've been laid low and I'm still going down
On my way to Goleta town
Drown me in whiskey, chase me with beer
A long, long way I hear
Now you out there, let me be real clear
Don't you look for your guidance here
Apples in the trees, cherries on the ground
I'm California bound
I've been laid low and I'm still going down
On my way to Goleta town
On a new baptism streak
Tell him the news; if he lets you speak
Guess my sins will be gone next week
Apples in the trees, cherries on the ground
I'm California bound
I've been laid low and I'm still going down
On my way to Goleta town
She said, one day, I didn't pay
Repo Gal on the way
I drove that Ford to a dock on the bay
And that's all I have got to say
Apples in the trees, cherries on the ground
I'm California bound
I've been laid low and I'm still going down
On my way to Goleta town
Little birdie blue remarked it's true
"Walking looks hard to do
I'm so astute," it chirped and off it flew
Grow some wings, I'll be flying too
Apples in the trees, cherries on the ground
I'm California bound
I've been laid low and I'm still going down
On my way to Goleta town
Drown me in whiskey, chase me with beer
A long, long way I hear
Now you out there, let me be real clear
Don't you look for your guidance here
Apples in the trees, cherries on the ground
I'm California bound
I've been laid low and I'm still going down
On my way to Goleta town
Writer: Daniel Orias
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: The Pomegranate County Irregulars
Language: English
Length: 2:42
Written by: Daniel Orias