The Apple - Bill Cosby

All that I want is for the apple

Not to fall far from the tree

Sunny and Cass, you float like butterflies

The magic of our saucepan lids

I’ll tell you everything that I know

But the child’s father to the man

So start to begin free like the wind

Begin my kin start to begin

The apple don’t fall far from the tree

Love, love, love, love

Love, love, love, love

Love, love, love, love

Love, love, love, love

I’ll tell you everything that I know

But the child’s father to the man

So start to begin free like the wind

Begin my kin start to begin

The apple don’t fall far from the tree

We’re melodies, we’re speaking tongues

We’re sea shanties on the school run, we’re fabled law

It’s easy come and easy go not yet that old

You know what’s right before you’re told

Reveal yourself and avoid the cost

I’ll tell you everything that I know

But the child’s father to the man

So start to begin free like the wind

Begin my kin start to begin

The apple don’t fall far from the tree