Ricky Nelson
Get Along Home Cindy Cindy
I wish I was a apple
Hanging in a tree
And every time my sweetheart passed
She d take a bite of me
She told me that she loved me
She called me sugar plum
She threw her arms around me
I thought my time had come
Get along home Cindy Cindy
Get along home Cindy Cindy
Get along home Cindy Cindy
I ll marry you sometime
Cindy got religion
She had it once before
But when she heard my old guitar
Sheâs the first one on the floor
I wish I had a needle
As fine as I could sew
I d sew the girl to my coattail
And down the road Iâd go
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Cindy in the spring time
Cindy in the fall
If I canât have my Cindy girl
Iâll have no girl at all
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