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I've been away from you a long time. |
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I never thought I'd miss you so. |
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Somehow I feel |
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Your love is real. |
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Near you I want to be. |
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The birds are singing it is song time. |
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The banjo's strumming soft and low. |
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I know that you |
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Yearn for me too. |
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Swannee, you're calling me. |
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Swanee, how I love you, how I love you |
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My dear old Swanee. |
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I give the world to be |
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Among the folks in D-I-X-I- |
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Even though my mammy's |
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Waiting for me, |
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Praying for me |
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Down by the Swanee. |
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The folks up north will see me no more |
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When I get to that Swanee shore. |
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(whistling) |
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I miss the old folks at home. |
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Swanee, how I love you, how I love you |
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My dear old Swanee. |
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I give the world to be |
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Among the folks in D-I-X-I- |
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Even though my mammy's |
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Waiting for me, |
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Praying for me |
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Down by the Swanee. |
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The folks up north will see me no more |
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When I get to that Swanee shore. |
