It was a winter's morning
With no warmth to be found,
And as the day was dawning
She saw him lying on the ground.
She was picking apples in a field
From an apple tree,
It was for her breakfast meal
And for morning tea.
REFRAIN
It was love at first sight,
Forever meant to be;
The love first took flight
When she spied he.
His rugged looks, his handsome face,
They caused her heart to melt.
She picked him off the grass with grace,
True love was what she felt.
She desperately tried to speak with him
But he did not reply,
She returned home, she took him in,
But he wa…
