| I wrote my mother, I wrote my father
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| And now I’m writing you too
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| I’m sure of mother, I’m sure of father
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| And now I want to be sure, very, very sure of you
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| Don’t sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
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| Anyone else but me, anyone else but me, no, no, no
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| Don’t sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
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| Till I come marching home
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| Don’t go walking down lovers' lane with anyone else but me
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| Anyone else but me, anyone else but me, no, no, no
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| Don’t go walking down lovers' lane with anyone else but me
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| Till I come marching home
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| I just got word from a guy who heard
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| From the guy next door to me
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| The girl he met just loves to pet
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| And it fits you to a «T»
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| So don’t sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
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| Till I come marching home,
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| Don’t sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
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| (With anyone else but her)
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| No, no, no, not a single soul but
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| No, no, no, don’t you sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
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| Not till you see me, not until you see me marching home
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| Home, home, home, home sweet home
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| Don’t go walking down lovers' lane with anyone else but me
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| (With anyone else but her)
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| No, no, no, not a single soul but
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| No, no, no, don’t you go walking down lovers' lane
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| With anyone else but me
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| Not till you see me, not until you see me marching home
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| Home, home, home, home sweet home
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| Just wait till I come marching home
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| No, don’t go walking down lovers' lane
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| No, walking down lovers' lane till you see
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| When you see me marching home
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| Then we’ll go arm in arm and
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| Sit down under the apple tree
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| Baby, just you and me
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| When I come marching home |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Don't Sit Under The Apple Tree (With Anyone Else But Me) , by - The Andrews Sisters. Song from the album The Golden Age Of The Andrews Sisters - The Unmistakable Voices Of The Swing Era, in the genre Джаз