Lyrics: Bob Dylan. The Basement Tapes. Apple Suckling Tree.

Under that apple suckling tree, oh yeah, under that apple suckling tree
Oh yeah ! Underneath that tree, there's just gonna be you and me
Under that apple suckling tree, oh yeah

Old man sailin' in a dinghy boat
Down there
Old man sailin' in a dinghy boat
On there
Gonna pull man down on a suckling hook
Gonna pull man into the suckling brook
Oh yeah

Now, he's underneath that apple suckling tree
Oh yeah
Under that apple suckling tree
Oh yeah
That's underneath that tree
There's gonna be just you and me
Underneath that apple suckling tree

I push him back and I stand in line
Oh yeah
Then I hush my Sadie and stand in line
Oh yeah
Then I hush my Sadie and stand in line
I get on board in two-eyed time
Oh yeah

Now, who's on the table, who's tell me ?
Oh yeah
Who's on the table, who's tell me ?
Oh yeah
Who should I tell, oh, who should I tell ?
The forty-nine of you like bats out of hell
Oh, underneath that old apple suckling tree