C
I wish I was a apple
G7
Hanging in a tree
C
F
And every time my sweetheart passed
G7
F
C
She’d take a bite of me
G7
She called me sugar plum
C
F
She threw her arms around me
G7
F
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
G7
She had it once before
C
F
But when she heard my old guitar
G7
F
C
She´s the first one on the floor
G7
As fine as I could sew
C
F
I’d sew the girl to my coattail
G7
F
C
And down the road I´d go
G7
She called me sugar plum
C
F
She threw her arms around me
G7
F
C
I thought my time had come
G7
Cindy in the fall
C
F
If I can´t have my Cindy girl
G7
F
C
I´ll have no girl at all
G7
She called me sugar plum
C
F
She threw her arms around me
G7
F
C
I thought my time had come
C
G7
F
