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| Met the girl I love
In a town way down in Dixie Neath the stars above She was the sweetest girl I ever did see So I held her in my arms And told her of her many charms I kissed her while the fiddles played Bonaparte's Retreat All the world was Bright As I held her on that night And I heard her say Please don't ever go away So, I held her in my arms And told her of her many charms And I kissed her while the fiddles played Bonaparte's Retreat So, I held her in my arms And told her of her many charms And I kissed her while the fiddles played Bonaparte's Retreat |
