Oh Cindy

(album: Hidden Treasures - 1986)

One, two, three, four?
I wish I was an apple, a-hanging 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, "Y'all 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