Market Song Lyrics - Sweet Child - Pentangle

As I walk unto market 

Each day I can hear them cry 

Sweet apples, sweet oranges 

Sweet apples, sweet oranges 

Fresh, freshly sent for you out today 

Come and buy them 

Sweet apples, sweet oranges 

All alone I walk with no one 

Beside me would sooner 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 was a-wandering 

Far from here across the sea 

It's the sweet apples, sweet oranges 

Sweet apples, sweet oranges 

I hear, I hear the cries of the beggars 

What will buy 

Sweet apples, sweet oranges 

Come and buy them 

Through the forest I could see them 

A-hanging there so ripe and red 

Sweet apples, sweet oranges 

Sweet apples, sweet oranges 

Get up, get off, my man 

You're not betted down, belongs to you 

Gotta buy them 

Sweet apples, sweet oranges 

Sweet apples, sweet oranges