[1st verse:]
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Everybody sings of the sunny South
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That's the song that clings to the singer's mouth
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They ragtime it and boost the climate
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Way up to the sky
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I
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Never cared a lot for the Swanee shore
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There's another spot that I'm rooting for
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I've been there and I must declare
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It can't be praised too high
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[Refrain:]
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If I had my way, I'd always stay
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In Florida among the palms
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With its peaceful air of "I don't care"
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And lazy atmosphere that calms
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My one favorite haunt
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Is a palm tree, and all I want
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Is someone just to rest in my arms
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I'd love to live among the bamboo huts, the cocoanuts
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There's something in the climate that charms
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Heaven's corridor is sunny Florida
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Home of the shelt'ring palms
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[2nd verse:]
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Florida was named very prettily
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By the man who claimed its discovery
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He spent hours among the flowers
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And called it "God's Land"
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And
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Nature seems to sigh "it's my favorite"
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That's the reason why Heaven gave her it
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It was born from a diamond worn
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Upon an Angel's hand
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In Florida Among The Palms
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| Irving Berlin |
