| Rock-a-bye your baby with a Dixie melody.
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| When you croon, croon a tune
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| From the heart of Dixie.
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| Hang that cradle mammy mine
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| Right on that Mason-Dixon line
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| And swing it from Virginia
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| To Tennessee with all the soul that’s in ya.
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| Weap no more my lady.
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| Mammy sing it again for me.
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| And old black Joe
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| Just as though
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| You had me on your knee.
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| A million baby kisses I’ll deliver
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| If you will only sing the Swanee River.
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| Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye baby with a Dixie melody.
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| Rock-a-bye,
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| Hush-a-bye
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| With a Dixie melody.
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| When you croon, croon a tune
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| from the heart of Dixie
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| Hang that cradle mammy mine
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| Right on that Mason-Dixon line
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| And swing it from Virginia
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| To Tennessee with all the soul that’s in ya.
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| Mammy, mammy listen to what they’re playing.
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| They’re playing Weap No More My Lady.
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| Sing it for me.
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| And old black Joe
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| Just as though
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| You had me on your knee.
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| A thousand baby kisses I’ll deliver
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| If you will only sing that Swanee River.
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| Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye baby with a Dixie melody! |