Don't Sit Under the Apple Tree (with Anyone Else But Me)

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

Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me

Anyone else but me, anyone else but me

No! No! No!

Just remember that I've been true to nobody else but you

So just be true to me

Don't go walking down lovers' lane with anyone else but me

Anyone else but me, anyone else but me

No! No! No!

Don't start showing off all your charms in somebody else's arms

You must be true to me

I'm so afraid that the plans we made underneath those moonlit skies

Will fade away and you're bound to stray if the stars get in your eyes

So, don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me

You're my L-O-V-E.

Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me

Anyone else but me, anyone else but me

No! No! No!

Just remember that I've been true to nobody else but you

So just be true to me

Don't go walking down lovers' lane with anyone else but me

Anyone else but me, anyone else but me

No! No! No!

Don't start showing off all your charms in somebody else's arms

You must be true to me

I'm so afraid that the plans we made underneath those moonlit skies

Will fade away and you're bound to stray if the stars get in your eyes

So, don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me