Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I wish, I wish, but it's all in vain
I wish I was a maid again
But a maid again I never can be
Till apples grow on an orange tree
[Verse 2]
I wish, my baby, it was born
And smilin' on it's daddy's knee
Then I would go to yon churchyard
And let the long green grass grow over me
[Verse 3]
When my apron strings hung low
He followed me through frost and snow
But now my apron's to my chin
He goes on by and says nothing
[Verse 4]
Oh grief, oh grief, please tell me why
That girl has more gold than I
More gold than I, more beauty, more fame
Yet, for her, it will be the same
[Verse 5]
So I wish, I wish, but it's all in vain
I wish I was a maid again
But a maid again I never can be
Till apples grow on an orange tree
[Verse 6]
I wish, I wish, but it's all in vain
I wish I was a maid again
But a maid again I never can be
Till apples grow on an orange tree
Written by: Adrian McNally, Rachel Unthank & The Winterset
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