Eve Stole The Apple Lyrics - Song Of The Traveling Daughter - Abigail Washburn

Old folks told me you're not coming home 

Old folks told me, gotta move along 

Like a ripe ol' fruit on a borrowed vine 

I hang around, oh Lord, I hang around 

Eve stole the apple from the tree, good Lord 

I know she could be me, I know she could be me 

Big brother told me I got something wrong 

Big brother told me sing a different song 

Like a tolling bell in its final hour 

I'll make a sound, oh Lord, I'll make one sound 

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Another man done gone, he sang this song, good Lord 

I know he could be me, I know he could be me 

'Round the mountain there's another shore 

'Round the corner there's another door 

Like a bleeding man on his native soil 

I'll stand my ground, oh Lord, I'll stand my ground 

They nailed him to the cross for no sin, good Lord 

I know he could be me, I know he could be me 

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They nailed him to the cross 

Another man done gone 

Eve stole the apple from the tree, good Lord 

I know she could be me, I know she could be me 

I know she could be me