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Oh, my darling |
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Don't you cry |
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Just hold my hand a while |
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Before I die |
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We've seen so many places |
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You and I |
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We've made the most |
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We've traveled far and wide |
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And even now, if I just close my eyes |
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I am reminded of a certain time |
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We lost the trail on old North Caroline |
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And spent the night |
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In the full moonlight |
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Fast asleep, holding each other tight |
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And in the early morning hours |
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Woke up in fields with golden flowers |
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Settled near a wild oak tree |
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As he was stretching out his arms to breathe the air |
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And even now, if I just close my eyes |
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I am reminded of a certain time |
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We lost the trail on old North Caroline |
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And spent the night |
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Fast asleep holding each other tight |
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And in the early morning hours |
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I've never seen so many flowers |
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Settle near a wise old tree |
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And as he stretches out his arms |
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It's me he carries on the summer breeze |