Dean Martin — Cindy lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Cindy" by Dean Martin.
Lyrics
I wish I was a apple hangin' in a tree
And everytime my sweetheart passed
She’d take a bite off 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
I wish I had a needle
As fine as I could sew
I’d sew her in my pocket
And down the road I go Cindy hugged and kissed me She wrung her hands and cried
Swore I was the prettiest thing
That ever lived or died
Get along home, Cindy-Cindy
Get along home, Cindy-Cindy
Get along home, Cindy-Cindy
I’ll marry you sometime