Get Along Home Cindy
The verses to "Cindy" can be sung in any order and not everyone sings every verse.
Get Along Home Cindy
Folk Song
You ought to see my Cindy
She lives way down South,
She's so sweet the honey bees,
Swarm around her mouth.
(Chorus)
Get along home Cindy, Cindy
Get along home,
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.
(Chorus)
I wish I was an apple
Hanging on a tree,
And every time my Cindy'd pass
She'd take a bite of me.
(Chorus)
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.
(Chorus)
Well Cindy got religion
She had it once before,
But when she heard my old banjo,
She's the first one on the floor.
(Chorus)
Cindy in the summertime
Cindy in the fall,
If I can't have Cindy all the time
I'll have no one at all.
(Chorus)
Cindy hugged and kissed me
She wrung her hands and cried,
I swear she was the prettiest thing
That ever lived or died.
Thanks!
Elle vit loin dans le Sud,
Elle est si douce que les abeilles
Tourbillonnent autour de sa bouche.
(Refrain)
Rentre à la maison, Cindy, Cindy,
Rentre à la maison,
Rentre à la maison, Cindy, Cindy,
Je t'épouserai un jour.
La première fois que je l'ai vue,
Elle était debout à sa porte,
Ses pieds et ses bas à la main,
Ses petits pieds nus sur le sol.
(Refrain)
J'aimerais être une pomme
Pendant d'un arbre
Et chaque fois que ma Cindy passerait,
Elle prendrait une bouchée de moi.
(Refrain)
J'aimerais avoir une aiguille et du fil
Aussi bien que je pourrais coudre,
Je coudrais cette fille, là, à mon cô
Thanks!
Thanks!
