Still I Love Him'' Do You Love An Apple Lyrics And Chords
Traditional. Sheet Music Notes below. Not too many singers play this old song anymore. Probably written around 1880s going by the conduct expressed in the lyrics. A reminder of days long gone, what woman would put up with a man like that anymore, still love is a strange thing. The first version here I learned from an old Dubliners record, the second version is by The Bothy Band's first album and sent to me by Marc Fahrbach who uses a different chord arrangement. The Bothy Band also sang The Maid Of Culmore .
O YOU LOVE AN APPLE? Still I Love Him 3/4
As played by The Bothy Band (First Album) Intro: G-C-G-Am7 Do (G)you love an (C)apple, do (G)you love a (Am7)pear? Do (G)you love a (C)laddie with (Em)curly brown (D)hair? Chorus And (G)still, I love him, I (C)can't deny him (G)I'll be (C)with him where (D)ever he (G)goes Bridge: C-G-Am7 Be(G)fore I got (C)married I (G)wore a black (Am7)shawl But (G)since I got (C)married I (Em)wear bugger-(D)all Chorus + Bridge He (G)stood at the (C)corner, a (G)fag in his (Am7)mouth Two (G)hands in his (C)pockets, he (Em)whistled me (D)out Chorus Play one chorus & one verse instrumentally Bridge He (G)works at the (C)pier, for (G)nine bob a (Am7)week, On (G)Saturday (C)night he comes (Em)rolling home (D)drunk Chorus + Bridge Be(G)fore I got (C)married I'd (G)sport and I'd (Am7)play (G)But now, the (C)cradle gets (Em)in me (D)way Chorus + Bridge Do (G)you love an (C)apple, do (G)you love a (Am7)pear? Do (G)you love a (C)laddie with (Em)curly brown (D)hair? |
Second Version in the key of D Major
[D]When I was single, I [A]wore a black [D]shawl Now that I am married, I've done[A] nothing at all. [Chorus] [G]Still I[D] love him. [G]I'll for[D]give him. [G]I'll go[D] with him wher[A]ever he[D] goes. He stands at the corner and whistles me out His hands in his pockets, his shirt hanging out He comes down our alley and he whispered me out, And when I get out there he knocks me about. He took me to the alehouse and bought me some stout Before I could drink it he ordered me out He bought me a handkerchief, red, white, and blue, Then to clean windows, he tore it in two. Me back is a-breaking. Me fingers is sore, Gutting the herring he brings to the shore. The storm is a-raging. His boat isn't in. Dursn't one tell me what's happened to him. If he's gone to heaven, he'll come to no harm. If he's gone to hell, then he'll keep himself warm. |