You ought to see my Cindy
G
She lives away down South
G
She's so sweet the honey bees
G D G
Swarm around her mouth
Cindy in the springtime
Cindy in the fall
If I can’t have my own Cindy
I’ll have no girl at all
Chorus
C
Get along home, Cindy, Cindy
G
Get along home
C
Get along home, Cindy, Cindy
G D G
Gonna marry you some day
(Repeat)
More Verses On The Next Page (Same Chords)I wish I was an apple
A-hangin' on a tree
And every time my Cindy passed
She'd take a bite of me
I wish I was a needle
As fine as I could sew
I'd sew that gal to my coattail
And down the road I'd go
Cindy got religion
She had it once before
But when she heard my old banjo
She's the first one on the floor
The first time I saw Cindy
She was standing in the door
Her shoes and stockings in her hand
Her feet all over the floorCindy went to the preachin'
She swung around and around
She got so full of glory
She knocked the preacher down