Fiddle 2 (Tue) – week 6
Here’s some Cindy for you. In the key of A
Don’t forget Fiddlepalooza next Tuesday. It starts right after our class.
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Here are some lyrics for us to sing tonight!
You ought to see my Cindy
She lives way down south
She’s so sweet the honey bees
Swarm around her mouth
(Chorus) Get along home, Cindy, Cindy
Get along home, Cindy, Cindy
Get along home, Cindy, Cindy
I’ll marry you some day
The first I seen my Cindy
She was standing in the door
Her shoes and stocking in her hand
Her feet all over the floor
She took me to her parlor
She cooled me with her fan
She said I was the prettiest thing
In the shape of the floor
She kissed me and she hugged me
She called me sugar plum
She throwed her arms around me
I thought my time had come
And if I was a sugar tree
Standing in the town
Ev’ry time my Cindy passed
I’d shake some sugar down
And if had a needle and thread
Fine as I could sew
I’d sew that gal to my coat tails
And down the road I’d go
Where’d you get your Whisky
Where’d you get your dram
I got it from my Cindy
Down in Rockingham
I wish I was an apple
A-hanging on a tree
Every time that Cindy passed
She’d take a bite a of me