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Caroline in the mountains |
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The sun sets up in ribbons high |
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I'll never wanna get old, never wanna die |
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We seein' steady rain' |
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Bout to drive us all insane |
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Nearly lost a few head up in the pines |
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At night some of the boys |
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Get to talking up their girls back home |
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I tell 'em none's as fine as mine |
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The old chaplin sayin' |
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Come morning we'll break the range |
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We pushin' hard now for the plains |
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I close my eyes |
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And I can see you |
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I close my eyes |
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And I can feel you here |
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God willin' and the creek don't rise |
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I'll be home again before this time next year |
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Though I fear this fever won't break |
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All my love |
