Cindy, I'll Marry You Someday

You ought to see my Cindy, she lives way down South*

She's so sweet the honeybees swarm around her mouth



Get along home Cindy, Cindy get along home

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



First I seen Cindy, she was standin' in the door

Her shoes and stockings in her hand and her feet all over the floor



She kissed me and she hugged me, she called me a sugarplum

She thrown her arms around me and called me a sugarplum



I wished I had a nickel, wished I had a dime

I give it to my Cindy to love me all the time



She took me to her parlor, she called me with her fan

She said I was the prettiest thing to dream a mortal man



I wished I was an apple, a-hangin' on a tree

Ev'rytime that Cindy would pass me by, she take a bite of me



Oh, Cindy is a pretty girl, Cindy is a peach

She threw her arms around my neck and hung on like a leach