Two little apples
Hanging on a tree.
Two little apples
Smiling at me.
I shook that tree
As hard as I could
Down came the apples
Mmm. They were good.

​Clap, clap
Clap your hands,
Move them in the breeze
Stamp your feet,
Then turn around,
Sit down, if you please.

Trees are bending with the wind,
Leaves are all falling down.
Twirling, twirling, swirling, swirling.
Soon they're all on the ground