Do You Love An Apple?

Do you love an apple, do you love a pear?
Do you love a laddie with curly brown hair?

And still, I love him, I can’t deny him
I’ll be with him where ever he goes

Before I got married I wore a black shawl
But now that I’m married I wear bugger-all

And still, I love him, I can’t deny him
I’ll be with him where ever he goes

He stood at the corner, a fag in his mouth
Two hands in his pockets, he whistled me out

And still, I love him, I can’t deny him
I’ll be with him where ever he goes

He works at the pier, for nine pound a week
Saturday night he comes rolling home drunk

And still, I love him, I can’t deny him
I’ll be with him where ever he goes

Before I got married I’d sport and I’d play
But now, the cradle gets in me way

And still, I love him, I can’t deny him
I’ll be with him where ever he goes

Do you love an apple, do you love a pear?
Do you love a laddie with curly brown hair?

And still, I love him, I can’t deny him
I’ll be with him where ever he goes