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There's a bright golden haze on the meadow |
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There's a bright golden haze on the meadow |
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The corn is as high as an elephant's eye |
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An' it looks like it's climbin' clear up to the sky |
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Oh, what a beautiful mornin' |
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Oh, what a beautiful day |
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I've got a wonderful feelin' |
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Every thing's goin' my way |
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All the cattle are standin' like statues |
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All the cattle are standin' like statues |
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They don't turn their heads as they see me ride by |
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But a little brown maverick is winkin' his eye |
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Oh, what a beautiful mornin' |
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And oh, what a beautiful day |
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I've got a wonderful feelin' |
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Every thing's goin' my way |
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All the sounds of the earth are like music |
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All the sounds of the earth are like music |
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The bees are so busy they don't miss a tree |
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And an old weepin' willow is laughin' at me |
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Oh, what a beautiful mornin' |
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Oh, what a beautiful day |
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I've got a wonderful feelin' |
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Every thing's goin' my way now |
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Oh, what a beautiful day |
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Beautiful day |
