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verse 1
There Amwere no cuckoos, noC sycamores.
We Fplayed about the Gforest floor
Dm underneath the Csilver maples,
G the balsams and the Amsky.
verse 2
We Ampopped the heads off Cdandelions,
asFsuming roles from Gnursery rhymes.
Dm Rested on the Criverbank,
G and grew up by and Amby.
G And grew up by and Amby Am
C Frail my heart apart,
and Gplay me a little Shady Grove.
C Ring the bells of rhymney,
til they Gring inside my head forever.
C Bounce the bow, rock the Ggallows
for the hangman's Amreel.
And Gwake the devil from his Cdre-eeee-Geam
I'm goin back to CHarlan, oh oh oh Goh
I'm goin back to CHarlan, oh oh oh Goh
I'm going back to AmHarlan Am
verse 3
AmAnd if you were CWillie Moore
and FI was Barbara GAllen,
or FairDm Ellen all sad at the Ccabin door
a-Gweeping and a-pinin' for Amlove.
A-Gweeping and a-pinin' for Amlove. Am
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