Don't Sit Under the Apple Tree (With Anyone Else but Me)

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
'til I come marching home
Don’t go walking down lovers lane
With anyone else but me
Anyone else but me
Anyone else but me
No no no
Don’t go walking down lovers lane
With anyone else but me
'til I come marching home
I just got word from a guy who heard
From the guy next door to me
The girl he met just loved to pet
And fits you to a «T»
So don’t sit under the apple tree
With anyone else but me
'til I come marching home
I just got word from a guy who heard
From the guy next door to me
The girl he met just loved to pet
And fits you to a «T»
So don’t sit under the apple tree
With anyone else but me
'til I come marching home