---

(He wrote his mother
He wrote his father
And now he's writing you too
He's sure of mother
He's sure of father
Now he’s gonna be sure of you
Oh, listen to him singing :)

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. Woah !
Till I, till I come marching home

And 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, woah
Till I, till I come marching home
~~~~♫♫♫ ~~~~
(I just got word from a guy who heard
From the guy next door to me
That the girl he met just loves to pet
And it fits you to a tee)

So, so, so don't sit under the apple tree
With anyone else but me, woah
Till I, yes till I come marching back home
~~~~♫♫♫ ~~~~
So, so, so don't sit under the apple tree
With anyone else but me, woah
(Till he comes marching home to you)
So don't you sit rihgt down with anyone else but me
(Under the apple tree)

---

Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.