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You ought to see my Cindy, she lives way down South
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She's so sweet the honeybees swarm around her mouth
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Get along home Cindy, Cindy get along home
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Get along home Cindy, Cindy I'll marry you someday
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First I seen Cindy, she was standin' in the door
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Her shoes and stockings in her hand and her feet all over the floor
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She kissed me and she hugged me, she called me a sugarplum
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She thrown her arms around me and called me a sugarplum
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I wished I had a nickel, wished I had a dime
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I give it to my Cindy to love me all the time
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She took me to her parlor, she called me with her fan
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She said I was the prettiest thing to dream a mortal man
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I wished I was an apple, a-hangin' on a tree
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Ev'rytime that Cindy would pass me by, she take a bite of me
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Oh, Cindy is a pretty girl, Cindy is a peach
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She threw her arms around my neck and hung on like a leach
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Cindy Cindy
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| Sonny Terry |
