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