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
Don't go walking down
Lover's lane with
Anyone else but me
Anyone else but me
Anyone else but me
No no no
Don't go walking down
Lover's lane
With anyone else
But me
Till I come marching
Home
I just got word
From a guy who
Heard from a guy
Next door to me
The girl he met
Just loves to pet and
It fits you to a tee
So don't sit under
The apple tree with
Anyone else but me
Till I come marching
Home
Don't give out with
Those lips of yours
To anyone else
But me
Anyone else but me
Anyone else but me
No no no
Watch the girls on
Foreign shores
You'll have to
Report to me
When you come
Marching home
Don't hold anyone
On your knee
You'd better be true
To me
You'd better be true
To me
You'd better be true
To me
Don't hold anyone
On your knee
You're getting the
Third degree
When you come
Marching home
You're on your own
Where there is
No phone
And I can't keep tabs
On you
Be fair to me
I'll guarantee this is
One thing that
I'll do
I won't sit under
The apple tree with
Anyone else but you
Till you come
Marching home
Don't sit under
The apple tree with
Anyone else but me
I know the
Apple tree is reserved
For you and me
And I'll be true
Till you come
Marching home