(Eula Parke)
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I've traveled far, the land and the sea
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Beautiful places I happened to be
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One little town I'll never forget
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Is Lourdes, the village of St Bernadette
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Ave, ave, ave Ma-ri-a
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Ave, ave, ave Ma-ri-i-ia
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There, like a dream, this wonderful night
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I gazed at the grotto aglow in the light
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A feeling divine swept over me there
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I fell to my knees as I whispered the prayer
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Ave, ave, ave Ma-ri-a
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Ave, ave, ave Ma-ri-i-ia
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Now I am home, I'm happy to be
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Telling of places I've traveled to see
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One little town I'll never forget
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Is Lourdes, the village of St Bernadette
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Ave, ave, ave Ma-ri-a
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Ave, ave, ave Ma-ri-i-ia
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Ave, ave, ave Ma-ri-a
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Ave, ave, ave Ma-ri-a
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The Village Of St. Bernadette
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Andy Williams |