From this valley they say you are going
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We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile
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For they say you are taking the sunshine
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That has brightened our path for a while
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Come and sit by my side if you love me
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Do not hasten to bid me adieu
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But remember the Red River Valley
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And the cowboy who loved you so true
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Won't you think of the valley you're leaving
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Oh how lonely, how sad it will be?
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Oh think of the fond heart you're breaking
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And the grief you are causing to me
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As you go to your home by the ocean
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May you never forget those sweet hours
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That we spent in the Red River Valley
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And the love we exchanged mid the flowers
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Red River Valley
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| Mitch Miller |
