A Little Red Apple
A little red apple
Hung high in a tree.
I looked up at it,
And it looked down at me.
“Come down, please,” I called.
And what do you suppose?
That little red apple
Dropped right on my nose!
The Apple Tree
Way up high in the apple tree,
Four little apples hung over me.
I shook the tree as hard as I could.
Down came the apples and mmmmm!
Were they good!
Way up high in the apple tree,
Three little apples hung over me.
I shook the tree as hard as I could.
Down came the apples and mmmmm!
Were they good!
Way up high in the apple tree,
Two little apples hung over me.
I shook the tree as hard as I could.
Down came the apples and mmmmm!
Were they good!
Way up high in the apple tree,
One little apple hung over me.
I shook the tree as hard as I could.
Down came the apple and mmmmm!
Was it good!
Apples
Apples, apples, one, two, three,
Apples for you,
Apples for me.
Apples for big,
Apples small,
Apple trees tiny,
Apple trees tall.
Apples sour,
Apples sweet,
Apples, apples, are nice to eat.
I Like Apples
Red apples,
Big apples,
Good apples,
Yummy apples,
Any kind of apples,
I like apples!
An apple on the tree,
An apple in the basket,
An apple in a fridge,
An apple in a store,
I like apples!
A squiggly little worm into my apple bit.
He chomped and chomped until the core he hit.
I asked him why he did it,
And thought it sounds absurd,
He said, “I love apples.”
Now that is what I heard.
Apple
(to the tune of BINGO)
I know a fruit that grows on trees,
An apple is its name, oh!
(Chorus)
A. P. P. L. E.
A. P. P. L. E.
A. P. P. L. E.
An apple is its name, oh!
In summer and in early fall
It’s time to pick an apple!
Chorus
It may be sweet or may be tart,
It’s red, or green, or yellow!
Chorus
A McIntosh or Granny Smith,
A Winesap or Delicious!
Chorus
Make applesauce or apple juice
Or apple pie with apples!
Chorus
Applesauce
(to the tune of “Yankee Doodle”)
Peel an apple,
cut it up,
cook it in a pot.
When you taste it
you will find
it’s applesauce you’ve got.