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I BIEmD farewellG to the state Dof old New York G
My homeC away from hoDme G
CIn the state of New York I came of age C/G G
AmWhen fCirst I staDrted roaming
And the trees Emgrow high in NCew York staDte G
And they shine lEmike gold in aD7utumn G
CNever had the blues (from) whence Icame C/G G
AmBut in new CYork stateD I caught 'em
GTalk to me of mendociCno C/G
GClosing my eyes I hear the sDea G
Must I wait, must I fCollow C/G
GWon't you say "come with Cme" G
And it's on to South benGd, indiana D G
CFlat oAmut on the wesDtern plains G
CRise up over the rockie sand dow non in to California C/G G
AmOut tow Chere but the rocks reDmain
EmAnd letG the sun sDet on the Gocean
I will waAmtch it fromD the shore G
CLet the sunrise over the red woods C/G G
AmI'll risCe with it till I Drise no more
GTalk to me of mendociCno C/G
GClosing my eyes I hear the sDea G
Must I wait, must I fCollow C/G
GWon't you say "come with C me" G
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