When will the good appel fall

C G C G
I may be a rich man's daughterm And have servants of my own.
C G A D
I can snap my fingers, And I could have anything I want.
A G
Sometimes I look out my window, See lovers, hand-in-hand, walk by.
A D
They see the diamonds I wear But not the tears of envy in my eye.


G A D Bm
Oh, when will the good apples fall on my side of the fence?
G A D
When will I taste the sweet fruits of life?
G A D Bm
When will the sun smile for me, through great cloudy skies above?
G A D
When will I find my true, true love?


C G C G
Well, my daddy says, "Don't worry", And my daddy says, "Just wait,
C G A D
I'm going to find you a rich man's son, And bring him to our gate".
A G
Sometimes I look out my window, See lovers, hand-in-hand, walk by.
A D
Daddy doesn't know it: There are some things that money just can't buy.


G A D Bm
Oh, when will the good apples fall on my side of the fence?
G A D
When will I taste the sweet fruits of life?
G A D Bm
When will the sun smile for me, through great cloudy skies above?
G A D
When will I find my true, true love?
G A D
When will I find my true, true love?

(Repeat and fade)