Cat. #0722 (MFH #480) - As sung by M.L. Mercer, Josephine Campbell, Hazel Barnhart, and Grace Acree, on May 21, 1969
VERSE 1
O, Eve wasn't modest till she ate that apple
That ole apple was t'blame
Th minute that she ate it, she felt humiliated
She hid behind a tree until th darkness came
VERSE 2
Then they wore a fig leaf
Now, clothes are just as brief
If every mothers' daughter wears her dresses any shorter
They'll have to pass th apples once again