| Shady Grove, my little love
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| Shady Grove, I say
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| Shady Grove, my little love
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| I’m bound to go away
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| Cheeks as red as blooming rose
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| And eyes are the prettiest brown
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| She’s the darling of my heart
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| Sweetest lil' girl in town
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| I wish I had a big fine horse
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| And corn to feed him on
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| And Shady Grove to stay at home
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| And feed him while I’m gone
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| Went to see my Shady Grove
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| Standing in the door
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| Her shoes and stockin’s in her hand
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| And her little bare feet on the door
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| When I was a little boy
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| I wanted a Barlow knife
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| Now I want little Shady Grove
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| To say she’ll be my wife |