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Meet me by the banks of the sweet primrose |
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Follow it down to the shady grove |
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Bonnie blow the breeze by the cabin door |
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No two lovers could ask for more |
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So grab your fiddle and your old banjo |
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Play a country blues so sweet and slow |
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We'll sing along to the drunkard's doom |
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And rock all night by the silvery moon |
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These old trees grow straight to heaven |
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So it goes in the shady grove |
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When the old hen crackles and the ground gets cold |
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Our fine buck skin dances through the snow |
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We'll take to town on a |
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Saturday night |
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You and me baby make such a sight |
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Whiskey, wine, name your pleasure |
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So it goes in the shady grove |
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Hey boys gather 'round |
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We'll put it up and they'll tear it down |
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Hey boys rockabye |
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Kiss the pretty girls goodbye |
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Hey boys up on high |
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Don't you stop till you reach the sky |
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Hey boys let it ring |
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A song for everyone to sing |
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When the fish start biting at the noon day fry |
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The muddy roads have all done dried |
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The honeysuckle says it's summertime |
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That old yellow sun is mighty kind |
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Hear the seasons come with reasons |
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So it goes in the shady grove |
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Hey boys up on high |
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Don't you stop till you reach the sky |
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Hey boys let it ring |
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A song for everyone to sing |
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Won't you be my lullaby, babe |
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In the sweet bye and bye, babe |
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It's okay to cry and let the sadness pass you by |
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And know I'll always love you, babe |
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Hey boys gather 'round |
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I'll put it up and they'll tear it down |
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Hey boys rock a bye |
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Kiss the pretty girls goodbye |
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Hey boys up on high |
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Don't you stop till you reach the sky |
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Hey boys let it ring |
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A song for everyone to sing |
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A song for everyone to sing |
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A song for everyone to sing |
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A song for everyone to sing |
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A song for everyone to sing |
