Текст песни Elvis Presley - Cindy, Cindy

Текст:

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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