Where'd you get your liquor
And where'd you get your dram
Come all the way from England
To steal your pretty hand
Apple like a cherry
A cherry like a rose
How I love you, Cindy
Oh, God in heaven knows
Get along home Cindy, Cindy
Get along home
Get along home Cindy, Cindy
I'll marry you sometime
Cindy got religion
She had it once before
She spilled it on a Saturday
Upon a hardwood floor
And once I had a banjo
Every string was twine
The only tune that I could play was
"I Wish That Girl Was Mine"
So, get along home Cindy, Cindy
Get along home Cindy, Cindy
Get along home Cindy, Cindy
I'll marry you sometime
Get along home Cindy, Cindy
Get along home Cindy, Cindy
Get along home Cindy, Cindy
I'll marry you sometime
She took me to the parlor
She cooled me with her fan
She swore I was the prettiest thing
In the shape of mortal man
I wish I had a needle
As fine as I could sew
I'd sew the girls to my coat tail
And down the road I'd go
Oh, get along home, Cindy, Cindy
Get along home, Cindy, Cindy
Get along home, Cindy, Cindy
I'll marry you sometime
Get along home Cindy, Cindy
Get along home Cindy
Get along home Cindy, Cindy
I'll marry you sometime, oh
I'll marry you sometime
Oh, oh, oh, I'll marry you sometime
Oh, oh, oh, I'll marry you sometime
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