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
'Til I come home to you

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
'Til I come home to you

I just got word from a boy who heard
From the boy next door to me
The girl he met just loves to pet
And it fits you to a T
So, don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
'Til I come home to you

Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
Anyone else but me, anyone else but me, no,
Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
'Til I come swinging home

So don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
'Til I come swinging, really swinging, I come swinging home