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If you are sleeping Millie, you are okay |
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It won't be me that wakes you up today |
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Opening these eyes, taught me fresh |
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That I should let you crash |
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Well, close 'em and I'm gone, sleep on |
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Let me go, o Millie o |
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One town beyond, I'll lay me down |
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You go on and close them on this town |
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I will be happy to close my eyes |
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On new places or half close them with new faces |
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And if you are chillie Millie, it is okay |
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You've got enough blankets to warm you in some way |
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The chill reminds me soon that some other one will swoon |
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Oh oh |
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I'll go to Mississippi and the last one will be there |
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Hitching up her skirt in a wood ladder-back chair |
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O Millie o |