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Oh yellow moon you make me think of home |
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Down in Arkansa where I was raised and born |
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Oh muddy street where I used to play |
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I think of leaving here and coming home one day |
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Somebody knows, somebody cares |
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This dream of mine my baby shares |
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Deep in her heart though she won't tell me so |
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There's something troubling her |
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And I know I know |
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She dreams of rocky hills |
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Pretty little corn fields |
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And sitting 'round that mighty oak |
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Talking to those friendly folks |
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Somebody knows, somebody cares |
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This dream of hers oh yeah |
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My little heart shares |
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One of these days |
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I'm gonna take my own two hands |
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Build us a cottage |
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On that old southern land |
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Somebody knows, somebody cares |
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This dream of mine my baby shares |
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I'm coming back oh yeah |
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Back to old little rock, hey |
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I'm coming home yeah yeah |
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Back to that old little rock, ha |
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Gonna stay there yeah |
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Ain't going nowhere |
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Somebody knows, somebody cares |
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This dream of mine my baby shares |
