Apple Tree
Swing with me
Underneath the apple tree;
We will swing,
We will sing,
Till the dinner bell.
To and fro we will go,
Flying to the sky,
Happily, merrily, up we swing,
With the birds we’ll fly.
To and fro we will go,
Flying to the sky,
Happily, merrily, up we swing,
With the birds we’ll fly.