Oh cover me with this deep south
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While the wind is cronnin lullabies
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Talk me into paradise
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Somewhere deep in the heart of the South
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Yellow moon is hangin' low
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Over fields of cotton white as snow
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My heart longs to turn it gold
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Somewhere deep in the heart of the South
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Laughter fills the afternoon
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And every evening lovers linger on the Swanee shores
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I can see Magnolias bloom around the cabin door
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And that's where I'm goin', sure as your born
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I'm a weary rollin' stone
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made my mind up and I'm goin' home
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Come on seed and start to grow
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Somewhere deep in the heart of the South
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Laughter fills the afternoon
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And every evening lovers linger on the Swanee shores
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I can see Magnolias bloom around the cabin door
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And that's where I'm goin', sure as your born
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I'm a weary rollin' stone
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Nade my mind up and I'm goin' home
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Come on feet and start to roam!
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Somewhere deep in the heart of the South
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Hey come on feet and do your stuff
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The way is long and the road is rough
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Somewhere deep in the heart of the South
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Deep In The Heart Of The South
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| Ella Fitzgerald |
