You ought to see my Cindy
She lives away down South.
She's so sweet the honey bees,
Swarm around her mouth.
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Get along home Cindy, Cindy
Get along home, I say.
Get along home Cindy, Cindy
I'll marry you some day.
The first time that I saw her
She was standing in the door,
Her shoes and stockings in her hand
Her little bare feet on the floor.
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Well Cindy got religion
She had it once before,
But when she heard my old banjo,
She's the first one on the floor.
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I wish I was an apple
Hanging on a tree,
And every time my Cindy'd pass
She'd take a bite of me.
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I wish I had a needle and thread
As fine as I could sew,
I'd sew that girl right to my side
And down the road we'd go.
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Cindy hugged and kissed me
She wrung her hands and cried,
I swear she was the prettiest thing
That ever lived or died.
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Cindy in the summertime
Cindy in the fall,
If I can't have Cindy all the time
I'll have no one at all.