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Oh, I've had girls a'plenty |
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Out in the evening breeze |
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Sailed on ships from Mandalay |
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To the China Seas |
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(Chorus) |
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I'm comin' home Cindy, Cindy, |
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I'm comin' home Cindy, Cindy, |
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I'm comin' home Cindy, Cindy, |
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And then I'll make you mine. |
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Huh!! |
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My true love lives in Natchez |
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And that's a way down South, |
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Got me longin' for a kiss |
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From her pretty mouth. |
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Chorus |
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Hah, Hah! |
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Her hair is piled in ringlets, |
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She has a roving eye, |
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And her voice is heavenly |
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Sweet as apple pie! |
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Chorus |
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(Last Line: I'm gonna make you mine.) |
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Huh! |
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So get the parson ready |
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I've got that wedding ring. |
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When church bells start to chime |
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Everybody sing!: |
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Chorus |
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(Last time: I'm gonna make you mine) |
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(One more time) |
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I'm comin' on home Cindy, Cindy |
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I'm comin' on home Cindy, Cindy |
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I'm gonna make you miiiiiine..... |
