2 acessos
C I wish I was a apple G7 Hanging in a tree C F And every time my sweetheart passed C G7 C She'd take a bite of me She told me that she loved me G7 She called me sugar plum C F She threw her arms around me C G7 C I thought my time had come F Get along home Cindy Cindy C Get along home Cindy Cindy F Get along home Cindy Cindy G7 C I'll marry you sometime Cindy got religion G7 She had it once before C F But when she heard my old guitar C G7 C She’s the first one on the floor I wish I had a needle G7 As fine as I could sew C F I'd sew the girl to my coattail C G7 C And down the road I’d go Repeat #2 Cindy in the spring time G7 Cindy in the fall C F If I can’t have my Cindy girl C G7 C I’ll have no girl at all