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Cindy, Cindy



Elvis Presley - Cindy, Cindy - Текст песни

Wish I was an apple dangling from a tree

Every time you'd pass me by you'd take a bite of me

I wish I was a bluebird I'd never fly away

I'd sit up on your shoulder baby and sing to you all day


Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home Cindy Cindy

Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home to me


I wrote it in a letter, carved it on a tree

Told it to a honeycomb, told it to a bee

Told them that I love you, they all know its true

Say it till the cows come home until it gets to you


Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home Cindy Cindy

Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home to me


Need you in the morning to start the coffee pot

Need you in the afternoon to fan me when I'm hot

Need you in the evening when supper time is through

What I'm really tryin' to say is I can't get enough of you


Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home Cindy Cindy

Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home to me


If I were a musician I'd harp on just one thing

You should never play my harp the way you pluck a string

If only you would love me say it and tell me so

I need two charms about me baby to have the whole world know


Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home Cindy Cindy

Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home to me


Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home Cindy Cindy

Come on home Cindy Cindy, Come on home to me
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