Oh Cindy

One, two, three, four?
I wish I was an apple, a-hangin' on a tree and every time my Cindy passed,
she’d take a bite of me
Get along, home, Cindy, Cindy, get along home. Get along home, Cindy, Cindy,
I’ll marry you some time
Cindy got religion. She had it once before but when she heard my ole banjo,
she’s the first one on the floor
Get along, home, Cindy, Cindy, get along home. Get along home, Cindy, Cindy,
I’ll marry you some time
She told me that she loved me. She called me «sugar plum.» She throwed her arms
around me. I thought my time had come!
Get along home, Cindy, Cindy, get along home. Get along home, Cindy, Cindy,
I’ll marry you some time. Get along home
Wished I had a dollar. Wished I had a dime. I’d buy a jar of cider and stay
happy all the time
Get along, home, Cindy, Cindy, get along home. Get along home, Cindy, Cindy,
I’ll marry you some time
The last time I saw Cindy she had a funny look. She opened her mouth and then
she said, «Ya'll sign my autograph book?»
Get along, home, Cindy, Cindy, get along home. Get along home, Cindy, Cindy,
I’ll marry you some time
Get along, home, Cindy, Cindy, get along home. Get along home, Cindy, Cindy,
I’ll marry you some time