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  1. Mealy Apple Blues

From the recording Earthly Trials

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Music and lyrics by Esther Wheaton

Lyrics

Mealy Apple Blues

I’m tired (tired) exhausted and sad
And I feel like an apple about to go bad
But I know there ain’t nothing wrong with me
I’m just tired, tired, tired

Well I can’t fall asleep and I can’t find my rest
I talk to the doctors, they’re s’posed to know best
But they tell me there ain’t nothing wrong with me
I’m just tired, tired, tired

Well I got me a job and I work all day
And I know that’s a good thing - I’ve got to get paid
And there’s food on the table and warm place to stay
But I’m lying awake in the bed that I made

One is for sorrow, two is for joy
Three for a girl and four for a boy
Five for slumber, six for repose
Seven for eyes that still just won’t close

Someday I’ll get older, then I’ll lay me down
No sandman’s a-coming, no peace to be found
I think I’ll be spent and wasted and worn
‘Til I’m dead to the world, six feet underground