Leon Rene / Otis Rene / Clarence Muse
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Homesick, tired, all alone in a big city
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Why should eveybody pity me?
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Nighttime falling, and I'm yearning for Virginia
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Hospitality within ya calls me
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Pale moon shining on the fields below
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Folks are crooning songs soft and low
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Need not tell me so,
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Because I know it's sleepy time down south
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Softs winds blowing thru the pinewood trees
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Folks down there live a life of ease
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When the twilight brings the evening breeze
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It's sleepy time down south
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Steamboats on the river, a coming, a going
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Splashing the night away
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Hear those banjos ringing,
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The folks are all singing
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They dance till break of day
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Dear old Southland with its dreamy songs
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Takes back there where I belong
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I'll find heaven in my mothers arms
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When it's sleepy time down south
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WHEN IT'S SLEEPY TIME DOWN SOUTH
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| Billie Holiday |
