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Learned this one from a Frank Fairfield record, but not one of us can understand a goddamn word that dude says anyway.
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If I were some birdie in this innocence of mine
I’d sing out to my true love, dress she wears so fine
Dress she wears so fine, boys, dress she wears so fine.
The darling true love, hair’s light as her soul
When I see her writing, nearly breaks my soul
Nearly breaks my soul, boys, nearly breaks my soul
If I had a dollar, I’d dress my gal so fine
As if I had a dime, boys, it’s wearing on my mind.
Wearing on my mind boys, wearing on my mind.
The darling true love, hair’s light as her soul
When I see her writing, nearly breaks my soul
Nearly breaks my soul, boys, nearly breaks my soul
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