"Apalachicola" lyrics - GILLIAN WELCH

GILLIAN WELCH
"Apalachicola"

[Chorus:]
Apalachicola ain't my kind of town
Apalachicola ain't my kind of town
I was going back to Cali, now I'm Apalachicola bound
And Apalachicola ain't my kind of town

They hauled me to the station in a cuff and chain
Hauled me to the station in a cuff and chain
I was bluer than a bottle of Apalachicola rain

I told 'em I was guilty, thought I'd rest in jail
Told 'em I was guilty, thought I'd rest in jail
But in Apalachicola, they make you fill an orchard pail

[Chorus:]
Apalachicola ain't my kind of town
Apalachicola ain't my kind of town
I was going back to Cali, now I'm Apalachicola bound
And Apalachicola ain't my kind of town

Oranges in the summer, oranges in the fall
Oranges in the wintertime, but they're tough and small
Then I wish I hadn't come to Apalachicola town at all