Cindy Songtext

von 2nd South Carolina String Band

Well you all have seen my Cindy
She lives a way down south
She's so sweet, honeybees, they swarm around her mouth
When first I saw my Cindy
Standing in the door,
Her shoes and stockings in her hand and her boots spread around the floor

Get along home Cindy, Cindy
Get along home Cindy, Cindy
Get along home Cindy, Cindy
I'll marry you someday

Well I wish I was an apple
A hangin' on a tree
And every time my Cindy passed
She'd take a bite of me
For if I was made of sugar
And standing in the town
Every time my Cindy passed she'd shake some sugar down

Well my Cindy got religion
She had it once before
But when she heard my ol' banjo
She jumped around on the floor
She took me to her parlour
She cooled me with her fan
She said I was the prettiest thing
In the shape of a mortal man

Now my Cindys a sweet girl
My Cindy she's a peach
She threw her arms around me
And she hung on like a leach
She kissed me and she hugged me
She called me sugar plum
She hugged so tight I could hardly breathe
I thought my time was done

If I had a thread and a needle
If I knew how to sew
I'd sew that girl to my court tails and down the road I'd go
I want my Cindy Cindy,
Her lips, her arms, her feet
I ain't never seen another gal
My Cindy couldn't beat

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