(John Hobbs/Jerry Fuller)
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Now and then I open up a trunk full of old souvenirs
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Thumb through a scrapbook holding back the tears
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I keep wishing we could do it once more
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Just the way we did before
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Take me back to Sycamore Park
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Put the radio dial on the golden oldies
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Hey lay a blanket down and hold me
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We can stay all night
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By the light of the moon above
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So take me back, back to love
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Ever since you took me to the big city
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Looking for the start
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Living in the fast lane
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Is tearing us apart
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Sometimes don't you want to trade it all in
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For a little way back when
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Take me back to Sycamore Park
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Put the radio dial on the golden oldies
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Hey lay a blanket down and hold me
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We can stay all night
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By the light of the moon above
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So take me back, back to love
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Well I remember sneaking out the back
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Mama thought I was asleep
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Watching for your headlights
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Creeping down the street
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Trying to steal a kiss
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Just anyway we can
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Back where it all began
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Take me back to Sycamore Park
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Put the radio dial on the golden oldies
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Hey lay a blanket down and hold me
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We can stay all night
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By the light of the moon above
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So take me back, back to love
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Take me back to Sycamore Park
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Put the radio dial on the golden oldies
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Hey lay a blanket down and hold me
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We can stay all night
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By the light of the moon above
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So take me back, back to love
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Take Me Back
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| Reba McEntire |
