Doris Day - I'm Still Sitting Under the Apple Tree Lyrics
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I'm Still Sitting Under the Apple Tree
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What Are The Lyrics For I'm Still Sitting Under the Apple Tree By Doris Day?
Six long years ago
My Johnny upped and marched away He simply said, "I love you so And I'll be back one day" Well, I'm still sittin' under the apple tree The apple tree, the apple tree Still sittin' under the apple tree With nobody else but me The apples are ripe on the apple tree The apple tree, the apple tree Apples are ripe on the apple tree Oh, where can my Johnny be I just got a letter from Paris It said "just a few weeks more" I'm thinkin' of going to Paris Just to tell him we won the War I'm still sittin' under the apple tree The apple tree, the apple tree Still sittin' under the apple tree With nobody else but me I just got a letter from Paris It said "just a few weeks more" I'm thinkin' of going to Paris Just to tell him we won the War I'm still sittin' under the apple tree The apple tree, the apple tree Still sittin' under the apple tree With nobody else but me How many apples can you eat! |
Who Wrote I'm Still Sitting Under the Apple Tree By Doris Day?
Sammy Cahn, Saul Chaplin
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What's The Duration Of The I'm Still Sitting Under the Apple Tree By Doris Day?The duration of I'm Still Sitting Under the Apple Tree is 2:59 minutes and seconds. |
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