[Intro] 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 [Verse 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 [Verse 2] 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 go walking down lovers’ lane with anyone else but me Till I come marching home [Bridge] I just got word from a guy who heard From the guy next door to me That a 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 Till I come marching home [Verse 3] 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 [Verse ] 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 go walking down lovers’ lane with anyone else but me Till I come marching home Till I come marching home