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Oh, the night was clear and the stars were shinin' |
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and the moon came up,... so quiet in the sky |
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And all the people gathered round while the band was a-tunin' |
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I can hear them now ... playin' 'Comin' Through the Rye' |
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She was dressed in blue and she looked so lovely |
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just a gentle flower of a small town girl |
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Then he took her hand and they danced to the music |
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with a single smile ... she became his world |
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And they danced all night ... to the fiddle and the banjo |
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their driftin' tunes, seemed to fill the air |
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so long ago, but they still remember ... |
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when they fell in love, at the Roseville Fair |
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Now, they courted well, and they courted dearly |
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They'd rock for hours in the front porch chair |
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Then a year went by ... from the time that he met her |
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and he made her his, at the Roseville Fair |
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And they danced all night ... to the fiddle and the banjo |
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their driftin' tunes, seemed to fill the air |
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so long ago, but they still remember ... |
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when they fell in love, at the Roseville Fair |
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So here's a song for all of the lovers |
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and here's a tune ... that you can share |
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May you dance all night ... to the fiddle and the banjo |
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Oh, the way they did at the Roseville Fair |
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Oh, the way they did ... at the Roseville Fair |