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I am dreaming tonight of an old Southern town |
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And the best friend that I ever had |
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For I've grown so weary of roaming around |
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I'm going back home to my dad |
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Your hair has turned to silver |
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I know you're fading too |
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Daddy, dear ol' Daddy |
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I'm coming back to you |
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You made my boyhood happy |
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But still I longed to roam |
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I've had my way, but now I'll say |
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"I long for you and for home" |
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[Incomprehensible] |
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Dear ol' Daddy, you shared my sorrows and joy |
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You tried to bring me up right |
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I know you'll still be just one of the boys |
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So I'm starting back home tonight |
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Your hair has turned to silver |
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I know you're fading too |
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Daddy, dear ol' Daddy |
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I'm coming back to you |
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You made my boyhood happy |
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But still I longed to roam |
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I've had my way, but now I'll say |
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"I long for you and for home" |
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[Incomprehensible] Daddy |
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[Incomprehensible] |
