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  • When I was five
    I put on Mama's high heel shoes
    And paint my face
    And dance across the living room
    In Ruby's place
    Well the music was always playing
    Girls laugh while the men were sayin'
    Apples don't fall far from the tree
    Hey, honey come sit on my knee
    Apples don't fall far from the tree
    And I remember Mama's tears
    When they said in a few years
    I'd be something to see
    At seventeen I had me a diamond
    And a string of pearls
    The men said they preffered me
    To the other girls
    They took me to the best places
    But I could read it on their faces
    Apples don't fall far from the tree
    Hey, honey come sit on my knee
    Apples don't fall far from the tree
    And I remember Mama's tears
    When they said in a few years
    I'd be something to see
    Then when Mama died I made up my mind
    To get on a Greyhound , get out of this town
    And leave it all behind
    But life goes on
    A child of three smiles up at me
    While she plays
    The man I love has never heard of "Ruby's Place"
    When he holds her with affection
    And he uses that old expression
    Apples don't fall far from the tree
    Hey, honey come sit on my knee
    Apples don't fall far from the tree
    And I remember Mama's tears
    When they said in a few years
    I'd be something to see
  • When I was five
    I put on Mama's high heel shoes
    And paint my face
    And dance across the living room
    In Ruby's place
    Well the music was always playing
    Girls laugh while the men were sayin'
    Apples don't fall far from the tree
    Hey, honey come sit on my knee
    Apples don't fall far from the tree
    And I remember Mama's tears
    When they said in a few years
    I'd be something to see
    At seventeen I had me a diamond
    And a string of pearls
    The men said they preffered me
    To the other girls
    They took me to the best places
    But I could read it on their faces
    Apples don't fall far from the tree
    Hey, honey come sit on my knee
    Apples don't fall far from the tree
    And I remember Mama's tears
    When they said in a few years
    I'd be something to see
    Then when Mama died I made up my mind
    To get on a Greyhound , get out of this town
    And leave it all behind
    But life goes on
    A child of three smiles up at me
    While she plays
    The man I love has never heard of "Ruby's Place"
    When he holds her with affection
    And he uses that old expression
    Apples don't fall far from the tree
    Hey, honey come sit on my knee
    Apples don't fall far from the tree
    And I remember Mama's tears
    When they said in a few years
    I'd be something to see