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'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam |
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Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home |
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A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there |
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Which seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere |
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Home, sweet home, there's no place like home |
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Home, sweet home, there's no place like home |
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I gaze on the moon as I tread the drear wild |
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And feel that my mother now thinks of her child |
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As she looks on that moon from our own cottage door |
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Through the woodbine whose fragrance will cheer me no more |
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Home, sweet home, there's no place like home |
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Home, sweet home, there's no place like home |
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An exile from home, splendor dazzles in vain |
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Oh give me my lowly-thatched cottage again |
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The birds singing gaily that came at my call |
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Give me them and that peace of mind, dearer than all |
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Home, sweet home, there's no place like home |
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Home, sweet home, there's no place like home |
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Home, sweet home, there's no place like home |
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Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home |
