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
Now I wanna be sure of you
1. 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
2. Don't go walkin' down lovers lane with anyone else but me
Anyone else but me anyone else but me no, no, no
Don't go walkin' down lovers 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
3. So 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 sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
Till I come marching home