My heart goes pitter patter, no one knows what's the matter Just received a telegram from Alabam' my home That's why I'm gonna worry 'til the time when I hurry Right back to that cabin door, never more to roam
Some sunny day with a smile on my face I'll go back to that place far away Back to that shack and that red-headed hen She'll say, "How have you be'n?" Then go back to the hay and lay me my breakfast Some sunny day I'll be on that express Flying away to my little bunch of happiness Oh, how I pine for those lips sweet as wine They'll be pressed close to mine some sunny day
Sunny Spring is the season when birds sing, there's a reason Rolling stones who hear their song begin to long for home Lohengrin, Mister Verdi don't begin with a birdie Telling you to go back home, never more to roam
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