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I never knew that the place i grew |
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Is the grandest place on earth |
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Till I roamed around from town to town |
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But now I know what it's worth |
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Listen while I tell you about the place I mean |
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It's my little old home down in New Orleans |
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Oh-de-lay-ee |
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In the sunny south where the black oil flows |
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That's where I long to be |
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The dixie land where the white cotton grows |
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Is calling now to me |
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And soon i'll be in the land of my dreams |
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It's my little old home down in New Orleans |
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Oh-de-lay-ee |
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I've been east, and way out west |
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Been around most everywhere |
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Now I'm headed south for a good long rest |
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I'll be glad when I get there |
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All the wonderful things in the world it seems |
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Are awaiting for me down in New Orleans |
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Oh-de-lay-ee |
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In the sunny south where the black oil flows |
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That's where I long to be |
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The dixie-land where the white cotton grows |
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Is calling now to me |
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And soon I'll be in the land of my dreams |
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And that's my little old home down in New Orleans |
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Oh-de-lay-ee |
