Paroles de Don't sit under the apple tree

Andrews Sisters

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I wrote my mother, i wrote my father
And now i'm writing you too
I'm sure of mother, i'm 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 walkin' down lover's lane with anyone else but me
Anyone else but me, anyone else but me
No, no, no, don't go walkin' down lover's lane with anyone else but me
Till i come marching home

I'm so afraid the glace we made beneath the moonlit skies
Will fade away, we're bound to stay, the stars get in your eyes.
So, 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
(with anyone else but her), no, no, no, not a single sole but me
No, no, no, don't you sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
Not till you see me, not until you see me marchin' home
(home, home, home sweet home)

(don't go walkin' down lover's lane) with anyone else but me
(with anyone else but her), no, no, no, not a single sole but me
No, no, no, don't you go walkin' down lover's lane with anyone else but me
Not till you see me, not until you see me marchin' home
(home, home, home sweet home) (just wait till i come marching home)

Don't sit under the apple tree, with anyone else but me
Anyone else but me, any one else but me
Just sit down under the apple tree,
Baby, just you and me
When i come marching home

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