| Come, my love, and go with me. |
| Ah, my love, I greet thee
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| Take you down to Tennessee
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| Meet you by and by
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| Don’t you hear them hollerin' now
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| Ah, my love, I need thee. |
| Ain’t there goin' to be a row! |
| Meet you by and by
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| Get away from that window, my love and my dove
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| Get away from that window, don’t ya hear?
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| Come some other night for there’s gonna be a fight
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| There’ll be razors flyin' through the air
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| Pack a poke and come with me. |
| Ah, my love, don’t greet me
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| Shoe your foot in Tennessee
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| Meet you by and by
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| Out that window, sweet and soft
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| Ah, my, believe me. |
| Hurry love and we’ll be off. |
| Meet you by and by
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| Get away from that window, my love and my dove
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| Get away from that window, don’t ya hear?
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| Come some other night for there’s gonna be a fight
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| There’ll be razors flyin' through the air
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| Someone’s slipping down the hall. |
| Hush, my love, be quiet
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| Don’t you make no noise at all
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| Meet you by and by
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| Hear that blind man blow his horn
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| Goin' to be a riot. |
| All those boys are full of corn
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| Meet you by and by
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| Get away from that window, my love and my dove
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| Get away from that window, don’t ya hear?
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| Come some other night for there’s gonna be a fight
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| There’ll be razors flyin' through the air |