Beverly packs her lunch pail silently
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In the light of the dawn's gray gloom
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In her lonely room
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Beverly works all day at the factory
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On her feet from five to nine
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On the assembly line
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Beverly drifts away into a reverie
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Dreaming of the girl she used to be
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When her heart was alive
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And there were nights
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When Beverly would go out dancing
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The stars lit up the Latin sky
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Her eyes would flash, her feet would fly
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Across the ballroom floor
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En una linda noche nosotros bailamos
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Dancamos hasta no ver mas las estrellas
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Un gran amor - esto fue el pasado
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Beverly goes about her way so quietly
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And though she cries a little bit
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No one seems to notice it
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Hmmm, mmm, mmm
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Beverly
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| Bobbie Gentry |
