Mary Timony The Golden Fruit
As I rode out one winter’s day
Through the silver birches
I spied a lady in a silver dress
And I heard her whisper
We got a plan and we’re gonna do bad…
Got a plan, gonna make them mad
As I rode down to the dock one day
At the river’s edge
I spied a ship filled with young girls
The wind brought what they said
We got a plan and we’re gonna do bad…
Got a plan, gonna make them mad
As I rode out through the woods one day
I spied a golden apple
The darkest puppet appeared to me
And said there would be trouble
Cause we’ve been aching for oh so long
And we’ve been trying for oh so long
And we’ve been aching for oh so long
We got a plan and we’re gonna do bad…
we Got a plan, gonna make them mad
