Paroles de Dont Sit Under The Apple Tree

Intro: I wrote mother. I wrote my father. And now i'm writing you too. I sure of mother. I sure of father. And now i want to be sure (very very sure) Of you. Don't sit under the apple tree With anyone else but me Anyone else but me Anyone else but me No! no! no! Don't sit under the apple tree With anyone else but me Till i come marching home. Don't go walking down lovers lane With anyone else but me Anyone else but me Anyone else but me No! no! no! Don't go walking down lovers lane With anyone else but me Till i come marching home. I just got word from the girl Who heard from the girl next door to me. The boy she met just loves to pet And it fits you to a tee. Soo. Don't sit under the apple tree With anyone else but me Till i come marching home. Don't sit under the apple tree With anyone else but me Anyone else but me Anyone else but me No! no! no! Don't sit under the apple tree With anyone else but me Not till you see me come marching home. (home home home home sweet home) Don't go walking down lovers lane With anyone else but me Anyone else but me Anyone else but me No! no! no! Don't go walking down lovers lane With anyone else but me Till i come marching home.