One, two, three, four
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I wish I was an apple
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A-hangin' on a tree
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And every time my Cindy passed
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She'd take a bite of me
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Get along, home, Cindy
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Cindy, get along home
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Get along home, Cindy
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Cindy, I'll marry you some time
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Cindy got religion
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She had it once before
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But when she heard my ole banjo
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She's the first one on the floor
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Get along, home, Cindy
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Cindy, get along home
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Get along home, Cindy
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Cindy, I'll marry you some time
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She told me that she loved me
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She called me sugar plum
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She throwed her arms around me
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I thought my time had come!
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Get along, home, Cindy
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Cindy, get along home
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Get along home, Cindy
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Cindy, I'll marry you some time
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Get along home
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Wished I had a dollar
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Wished I had a dime
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I'd buy a jar of cider
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And stay happy all the time
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Get along, home, Cindy
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Cindy, get along home
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Get along home, Cindy
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Cindy, I'll marry you some time
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The last time I saw Cindy
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She had a funny look
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She opened her mouth and then she said
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Ya'll sign my autograph book
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Get along, home, Cindy
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Cindy, get along home
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Get along home, Cindy
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Cindy, I'll marry you some time
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Get along, home, Cindy
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Cindy, get along home
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Get along home, Cindy
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Cindy, I'll marry you some time
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Oh, Cindy
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The Kingston Trio |