Ozma – Apple Trees (Guitar)

Half-Step Down (Eb-Ab-Db-Gb-Bb-Eb)
Key
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Versions (3)

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Chords

[Verse 1]
C               Ab  G                C
Deep inside my eye, there is part of you

C                  Ab    G                      C
You still look the same, except you're grown up now

Am               Ab
So much time has passed

G               C      Am    G
Since I saw you last, oh whoa
[Chorus]
 Am               F
An apple pie, the number pi

   G             C
I studied you in math class, oh

Am       F               G              C       Em
 And did all my work but never got your digits

Am                 Dm       G         C       C/B
Take a number like 5, times 10, times 10 again

Am    Dm               G                 C
 Five hundred miles of apple orchards to defend
[Verse 2]
C              Ab    G                C
Deep inside my core, there is part of you

C                  Ab    G                    C
You still look the same, except you're upside down

    Am                Ab
And why are you still in my eye?

G                C          Am     G
Will your memory ever die? Oh whoa
[Chorus 2]
  Am              F
An apple tree, a family tree

G                C
We'll plant ours together, oh

Am   F               G           C      Em
 The roots will hold forever and forever

Am            Dm           G                  C     C/B
So what can I say? I won't delay, I'm leaving today

Am    Dm               G                    C
 Five hundred miles of apple orchards in my way
[Solo] [Chorus 3]
  Am            F
A mackintosh, a macintosh

    G               C
You messaged me all winter, oh

Am    F                G                  C    Em
And I wrote replies but still felt like a loser

Am               Dm              G
Pack an apple to eat, go hit the street

                C   C/B
And get on your feet

Am   Dm               G                      C
Five hundred miles of apple orchards 'til we meet

Am              Dm                  G
So I'm taking a stand with apple in hand

                C     C/B
I'll pull up my sleeve

Am    Dm               G                      C
 It's time that I make like an apple tree and leave