Cindy

It's Cindy in the summertime, it's Cindy in the fall

If I can't have Cindy all the time, I won't have her at all

Get on home, Cindy, Cindy, get on home

Get on home, Cindy, Cindy, I'll marry you some time

I wish I was a apple a-hangin' on a tree

And every time that Cindy pass she'd take a bite of me

Get on home, Cindy, Cindy, get on home

Get on home, Cindy, Cindy, I'll marry you some time

Well, I wish I had a nickel, I wish I had a dime

I wish I had a pretty little gal that I could call mine

Get on home, Cindy, Cindy, get on home

Get on home, Cindy, Cindy, I'll marry you some time

I wish I had a needle and thread, I wish that I could sew

I'd sew the pretty gals to my coat and down the road I'd go

Get on home, Cindy, Cindy, get on home

Get on home, Cindy, Cindy, I'll marry you some time

Well, get on home, Cindy, Cindy, get on home

Get on home, Cindy, Cindy, I'll marry you some time