You Ought to see my Cindy she lives way down south.
Oh she's so sweet the honey bees swarm around her mouth.
Get along home Cindy, Cindy, get along home.
Get along home Cindy, Cindy, I'll marry you some day.
Well Cindy is a pretty girl, Cindy is a peach.
Throwed her arms around my neck and hung on like a leech.
If I was a sugar tree, standing in the town
Every time my Cindy passed I'd shake some sugar down.
I wish I was an apple hanging on a tree,
Every time that Cindy passed she'd take a bite of me.
Wish I had a nickle, wish I had a dime,
Wish I had that Cindy girl to kiss and call her mine.
Apples in the summer time, peaches in the fall,
If I can't have my Cindy girl I won't take none at all.