I said, how did I get here?
What song did I sing, yeah?
And just what have I done
To deserve such a thing?

You say: I've heard all that before
So won't you give it up babe
And stop using me boy, hey, hey
I've heard all that before

So bring me an apple
I'm cryin'
I been persecuted
Like a lying man

The spirit provides me
It'll sho' enuff make my todays, yeah
The spirit it gives
But it also can take away, yeah, yeah

You say: I've heard all that before
So won't you give it up baby, baby, baby
Just stop using me boy, ha, ha
I've heard all that before

(Take, take me on the other side)

So come bite the apple
I'm run down, yeah
Like Sodom to Gomorrah, all dead now
All dead now
All dead now

So please stop to laugh
And pity me
My soul means well
But I'm sorry

My skin it is withered
And I'm nervous, yes I am
My future was in my hands
Till I washed it all away
I washed it all away
Washed it all away

Said: Get along, little sister
I heard you're doin' well
I heard you're doin' well
I said, get along, a-little sister
I heard ya doin' well, yeah, yeah

Said: Get along, little sister
I heard you're doin' well
I heard you're doin' well
Get along, little sister
I heard you're doin' well
I heard you're doin' well

I said show me to ya
Send me to ya
Sing me song
Sing me a real real song, yeah
Sing me real song
Sing me real song
Come on, yeah
Come on, come
Sing that song