Orchard (or When They Come Around to Collect Them) Lyrics

Out in the orchard

Behind the barn

There is a footpath

As wide as arms

We'll wait for sundown

And for the Red Cow

To fall asleep now

And to disarm

Hey friendly neighbor

Out on your porch

I'll be your gunman

I'll be your torch

Are you deserving

Of all you see

Are you willing

To hire me?

Hanging from a tree

There's an apple for you and me

For When They Come Around To Collect Them

We'll be long gone

With rotten cores inside our palms

For When They Come Around To Collect Them