Don't Sit Under The Apple Tree-The Andrews Sisters

Don’t Sit Under The Apple Tree - The Andrews Sisters 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 walking down Lover's Lane With anyone else but me Anyone else but me anyone else but me No no no don't go walking down Lover's Lane With anyone else but me Till 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 loves to pet and it fits you to a tee 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 marching home Home home home sweet home Don't go walking down Lover's Lane w Ith 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 walking down Lover's Lane with anyone else but me Not till you see me not until you see me marching home Home home home sweet home just wait till I come marching home So don't go walking down to lovers lane No walkin' down to Lover's Lane Till you see me When you see me marching home then we'll go arm in arm And sit down under the apple tree baby Just you and me When I come marching home