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AIN'T SHE SWEET
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BLUE MOON
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Ain't she sweet?
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Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone
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See her coming down the street!
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Without a dream in my heart; without a love of my own.
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Now I ask you very confidentially
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Blue Moon, you knew just what I was there for
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Ain't she sweet?
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You heard me saying a pray'r for
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Ain't she nice?
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Someone I really could care for.
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Look her over once or twice
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And then there suddenly appeared before me
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Now I ask you very confidentially
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The only one my arms will ever hold
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Ain't she nice?
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I
heard somebody whisper "Please adore me,"
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Just cast an eye
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And when I look, the moon had turned to gold!
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In her direction
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Blue Moon, now I'm no longer alone.
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Oh me! Oh my!
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Without a dream in my heart; without a love of my own.
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Ain't that perfection?
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I
repeat
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Don't you think that's kind of neat?
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And I ask you very confidentially
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Ain't she sweet?
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FIVE FOOT TWO, EYES OF BLUE
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GOODNIGHT IRENE
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Five foot two; eyes of blue; but oh! what those five foot could do
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Irene, goodnight Irene
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Has anybody seen my girl?
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Irene, goodnight
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Turned up nose; turned down hose
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Goodnight, Irene; goodnight, Irene
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Flapper, yessir, one of those
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I'll see you in my dreams.
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Has anybody seen my girl?
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Last Saturday night I got married
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Now if you run into a five foot two, covered with fur
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Me and my wife settled down
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Diamond rings and all those things
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Now me and my wife are parted.
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Betcha' life it isn't her.
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I'm gonna take another stroll downtown.
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But could she love; could she woo?
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(Chorus)
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Could she, could she, could she coo?
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Sometimes I live in the country.
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Has anybody seen my girl?
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Sometimes I live in the town.
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Sometimes I have a great notion
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To jump into the river and drown.
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(Chorus)
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Stop ramblin'; stop your gamblin'
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Stop staying out late at night.
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Go home to your wife and your family
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Sit down by the fireside bright.
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(Chorus)
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I
CAN'T GIVE YOU ANYTHING BUT LOVE
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I
DON'T KNOW WHY
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I
can't give you anything but love, Baby
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I
don't know why I love you like I do
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That's the only thing I've plenty of, Baby.
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I
don't know why; I just do
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Dream awhile; scheme awhile; we're sure to find
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I
don't know why you thrill me like you do
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Happiness, and I guess
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I
don't know why; you just do
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All those things you've always pined for.
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You never seem to want my romancing
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Gee, I'd like to see you looking swell, Baby.
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The only time you hold me is when we're dancing
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Diamond bracelets Woolworth doesn't sell, Baby
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I
don't know why I love you like I do
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Till that lucky day you know darned well, Baby.
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I
don't know why; I just do.
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I
can't give you anything but love.
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IT HAD TO BE YOU
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LOVE ME TENDER
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It Had To Be You; It Had To Be You
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Love me tender; love me sweet; never let me go.
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I
wandered around and finally found
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You have made my life complete. And I love you so.
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The somebody who
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Love me tender; love me long; take me to your heart.
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Could make me be true; could make me be blue
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For it's there that I belong, and we'll never part.
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And even be glad just to be sad
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Thinking of you
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Love me tender; love me dear; tell me you are mine.
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Some others I've seen might never be mean
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I'll be yours through all the years; till the end of time.
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Might never be cross; or try to be boss
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Love me tender; love me true.
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But they wouldn't do.
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All my dreams fulfill.
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For nobody else gave me a thrill
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For my darlin', I love you
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With all your faults
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And I always will.
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I
love you still
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It Had To Be You
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Wonderful you
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It Had To Be You.
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MUSIC MUSIC MUSIC
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MY BLUE HEAVEN
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Put another nickel in
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When whippoorwills call and evening is nigh
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In the nickelodeon
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I
hurry to my blue heaven.
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All I want is loving you and Music Music Music
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A
turn to the right; a little white light
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I'd do anything for you
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Will lead you to my blue heaven.
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Anything you'd want me to
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You'll see a smiling face, a fireplace, a cozy room
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All I want is loving you and Music Music Music
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A
little nest that's nestled where the roses bloom.
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Closer, my dear come closer
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Just Mollie and me and baby makes three
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The finest part of any melody
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We're happy in my blue heaven.
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Is when you're dancing next to me
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Put another nickel in
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In the nickelodeon
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All I want is loving you and Music Music Music
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ON THE SUNNY SIDE OF THE STREET
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OUR LOVE IS HERE TO STAY
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Grab your coat and get yoru hat
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It's very clear our love is here to stay
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Leave your worry on the doorstep
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Not for a year, but ever and a day
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Just direct your feet
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The radio and the telephone and the movies that we know
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To the sunny side of the street.
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May just be passing fancies and in time may go.
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Can't you hear a pitter pat?
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But oh my dear our love is here to stay
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And that happy tune is your step.
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Together we're going a long, long way
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Life can be so sweet
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In time the Rockies may crumble; Gibraltar may tumble
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On the sunny side of the street.
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They're only made of clay
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I
used to walk in the shade with those blues on parade
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But our love is here to stay.
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But I'm not afraid; this rover crossed over.
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If I never have a cent, I'll be rich as Rockefeller
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Gold dust at my feet.
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On the sunny side of the street.
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QUE SERA, SERA
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WHEN THE RED, RED ROBIN COMES BOB, BOB, BOBBIN' ALONG
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when I was just a little girl, I asked my mother,
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When the red, red robin comes bob, bob, bobbin' along, along
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What will I be?
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There'll be no more sobbin' when he starts throbbin' his old sweet song.
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Will I be pretty? Will I be rich?
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Wake up, wake up you sleepy head.
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Here's what she said to me.
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get up, get up, get out of bed.
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Cheer up, cheer up, the sun is red.
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Que Sera, Sera; Whatever will be, will be.
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Live, love, laugh and be happy.
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The future's not ours to see
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What if I've been blue now I'm walkin' through fields of flow'rs
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What will be, will be.
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Rain may glisten but still I listen for hours and hours.
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I'm just a kid again, doin' what I did again
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Then I grew up and went to school
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Singing a song.
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I
asked my teach What should I be?
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When the red, red robin comes bob, bob bobbin' along.
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Should I paint pictures
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Should I sing songs
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Here’s what she said to me
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(Chorus)
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Now I have children of my own
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They ask me Mommy, what will I be?
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Will I be pretty, will I be rich
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I
answer tenderly
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(Chorus)
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YES SIR, THAT'S MY BABY
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Yes, sir, that's my baby
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No, sir, don't mean maybe
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Yes, sir, that's my baby now
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Yes, ma'am, we've decided
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No, ma'am, we won't hide it
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Yes, ma'am, you're invited now.
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By the way; by the way
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When we reach the preacher I'll say.
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Yes, sir, that's my baby
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No, sir, don't mean maybe
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Yes, sir, that's my baby now.
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