“Patty Andrews, the lead singer of the Andrews sisters group was born in Mound, Minnesota on February 16, 1918 in a house that occupied the property where The Gillespie Center stands today.
During the 1920’s Laverne, Maxene and Patty Andrews spent their summers in Mound, living with their parents in a house across the street from the grocery store that was owned by Pete and Ed Sollie, bachelor uncles of the three girls. (Today, Green T Accounting occupies the Sollie grocery store building and The Gillespie Center is on the land where the Andrews Sisters’ house once stood.)” - From a commentary by Tom Rockvam that appeared in The Laker Newspaper during 2005.
They started their career as imitators of an earlier successful singing group, the Boswell Sisters. After singing with various dance bands and touring on Vaudeville, they first came to national attention with their recordings and radio broadcasts in 1937. Their music entertained Allied troops worldwide during World War II, sold war bonds, appeared in several films (including a few Abbott and Costello features), and performed for soldiers serving overseas. Their first film with Abbott and Costello, the pre-war comedy Buck Privates, introduced their best-known recording, "Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy" which would win Best Song at the Academy Awards.
They also recorded many songs with Bing Crosby, Danny Kaye and other popular artists of the era. Their popularity was such that after the war they discovered that some of their records had actually been smuggled into Germany after the labels had been changed to read "Hitler's Marching Songs."
After a brief hiatus after the war, the sisters regrouped, performing in clubs throughout the United States and Europe. They broke up in 1953, with Patty's choice to go solo. Their last appearance together was in 1962 on The Dean Martin Show. Laverne, who had cancer, retired soon after; she died five years later, in 1967 at the age of 55.
After a long silence, the two surviving sisters had something of a comeback when Bette Midler recorded a cover of their song "Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy." Maxene and Patty appeared both together and separately throughout the 1970s, with Maxene releasing a solo album in 1986. Their most notable comeback; however, was in the Sherman Brothers' nostalgic World War II musical: "Over Here!" which premiered on Broadway at the Shubert Theatre in 1974. The musical featured the two then living sisters (Maxene and Patty) and was written with them in mind for the leads. It launched the careers of many, now notable theater and film icons (John Travolta, Marilu Henner, Ann Reinking, et al). Ironically it was the last major hurrah of the sisters and was cut short due to a frivolous lawsuit initiated by Patty's husband to the show's producers.
Throughout their long career, the sisters had sold over 60 million records. The group was inducted into the Vocal Group Hall of Fame in 1998.
The last of the three sisters Patty Andrews died of natural causes at her home in Northridge, California on January 30, 2013, just 17 days before her 95th birthday. The sisters were interred in the Forest Lawn Memorial Park Cemetery in Glendale, California, close to their parents.
Don't Sit Under the Apple Tree
The Andrews Sisters Lyrics
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I wrote my father
And now I'm writing you too
I'm sure of mother
I'm sure of father
And now I wanna be sure of you
Don't sit under the apple tree with 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 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
I just got word from a guy who heard
From the guy 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
Till I come marching home
Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
(With anyone else but her)
No, no, no, not a single soul but me
No, no, no, don't you sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
Not till you see me, not until you see me marching home
Home, home, home, home sweet home
Don't go walking down lovers' lane with anyone else but me
(With anyone else but her)
No, no, no, not a single soul but me
No, no, no, don't you go walking down lovers' lane
With anyone else but me
Not till you see me, not until you see me marching home
Home, home, home, home sweet home
Just wait till I come marching home
No, don't go walking down lovers' lane
No, walking down lovers' lane till you see me
When you see me marching home
Then we'll go arm in arm and
Sit down under the apple tree
Baby, just you and me
When I come marching home
The Andrews Sisters' song “Don't Sit Under the Apple Tree” appears to be a number written specifically for the World War II Generation. The artists have used simple lyrics to express affection and loyalty to loved ones who have gone to war. It is about the singer writing back home to his lover to make sure he will be true to her when he leaves for war. The singer warns his lover not to sit under the apple tree with anyone else but him until he comes back home. This melody has a beautiful and catchy tune and delivers a sense of nostalgia.
In the first verse of the song, the singer talks about communicating with everybody who is special to him. The chorus then repeats the warning he issues to his lover not to move on with anyone else until he comes back. In the second verse, the singer informs his lover that he heard from a neighbor that she's been loving to pet someone. But he wants her to remain faithful to him, regardless of the rumors. He repeats the chorus again, and in the third verse, he assures her that once he returns, they would sit together and enjoy each other's company under the apple tree.
Line by Line Meaning
I wrote my mother
I have informed my mother about my romantic pursuit
I wrote my father
I have informed my father about my romantic pursuit
And now I'm writing you too
I am extending my efforts to communicate with you as well
I'm sure of mother
My mother is aware and approves of my romantic interest
I'm sure of father
My father is aware and approves of my romantic interest
And now I wanna be sure of you
I want to gain assurance that you reciprocate my romantic interest
Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
Do not spend time with anyone else romantically
Anyone else but me, anyone else but me
I want to be the only person you spend your time with romantically
No, no, no
This is a serious request, please do not ignore it
Till I come marching home
Until I return
Don't go walking down lovers' lane with anyone else but me
Do not engage in romantic activities with anyone else
I just got word from a guy who heard
I received information from someone who heard something from someone else
From the guy next door to me
The person who heard it is my neighbour
The girl he met just loves to pet
The girl he met is enthusiastic about showing physical affection
And it fits you to a T
This behaviour pattern matches very well with your personality
So don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
Therefore, I request you not to spend time with anyone else romantically
Not till you see me, not until you see me marching home
You should wait until I return before engaging in romantic activities with anyone else
No, don't go walking down lovers' lane
Please don't go to romantic locations without me
When you see me marching home
Wait until my return before going to romantic locations
Then we'll go arm in arm and sit down under the apple tree
When I return, we can spend time together romantically
Baby, just you and me
It will be just the two of us
Home, home, home, home sweet home
We will return to the comfort of our own home
Just wait till I come marching home
Please be patient and wait for my return
Lyrics © Kanjian Music, BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Lew Brown, Sam H. Stept, Charles Tobias
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@hansmiller664
WHAT A WONDERFUL FUNERAL IDEA!
No matter what age, in your mind you'll always be 25 - 35. Meaning, you're stuck with the best years in your life.
So your Grandmother wanted to strutt that swing again, like she HOPEFULLY did, when she was a pretty, young and (as every young girl) vain CHICK😃❣️
Tragic is, the whole world was at war then!
We as the postwar born should never forget!
But your Nan NAILED it by ordering: "Listen to MY favourite music!"
I think it is a lovely way to give a last heritage to the next Generation.
Thank you very much for your story!🙏
Btw.: I'm German.
@italia689
If you listen to other sibling groups, you will notice the same. Siblings have similar voices.
The Everly brothers,
Shangri-las (two sets of sisters)
the Isley Brothers
the Ronnetts (two sisters and a cousin)
Boswell sisters...
Listen to them all; it's a "family" thing. There are few family acts today, unfortunately. The Petersens are the only group I know about.
@vlopes3000
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
And now I want to be sure
Very, very 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
Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
Till I come marching home.
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
I just got word from a guy who heard
From the guy 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
Till I come marching home
Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
With anyone else but her, no, no, no
Not a single soul but me, no, no, no
Don't you sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
Not till you see me
Not until you see me marching home
Home, home, home, sweet home
Don't go walking down Lovers' Lane with anyone else but me
With anyone else but her, no, no, no
Not a single soul but me, no, no, no
Don't you go walking down Lovers' Lane with anyone else but me
Not till you see me
Not until you see me marching home
Home, home, home, sweet home
Can't wait till I come marching home
Don't go walking down Lovers' Lane
No walking down Lovers' Lane
Till you see me
When you see me marching home
Then we'll go arm in arm
We'll sit down under the apple tree
Baby just you and me
When I come marching home
@sonofroderick4255
My mother used to sing these songs from '30's, '40's and '50's. I sure do miss her. She was born in 1924 and passed in 2015, 6 days before my 53rd birthday. Love you mom!
@fossie32
My Mum too :)
@shirtless6934
My mother was born in 1922, served in the US Army Nurse Corps from 1942 to 1945, including 18 months overseas, was an RN in industry and hospitals, retired in 1980, died in 2003.
@tonydoidge4552
Shirtless b
@everyone_knows_itsbutterst7808
Glenn Miller was the Best.
@stealthskater5674
It's the fond memories of dear departed ones that keep them alive in our hearts 🙏🙏😇😇
@Car_-_Enjoyer_-_
I love we can see these old films, listen to old music and just able to watch what people before us watched, and listen to what people before us listened to
@Navygrl58
No one harmonized as smoothly as the Andrew Sisters! This was music, real music!👍
@jamesfloyd1864
And their routines were always so much fun to watch. They cheered up a lot of young soldiers and cheered up the world in a time of darkness overseas.
@ams3212
You should check The Puppini Sisters. Kinda the next generation of Andrew Sisters