| The Missouri, she’s a might river
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| Away you rolling river
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| The red man’s camp lies on her borders
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| Away, we’re bound away across the wide
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| Missouri
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| A white man loved an Indian maiden
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| Away you rolling river
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| With notions sweet his canoe was laden
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| Away, we’re bound away across the wide
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| Missouri
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| O Shenandoah, I love your daughter
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| Away you rolling river
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| I’ll take her 'cross the rolling water
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| Away, we’re bound away across the wide
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| Missouri
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| The chief disdained the trader’s dollars
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| Away you rolling river
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| My daughter never you shall follow
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| Away, we’re bound away across the wide
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| Missouri
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| At last there came a Yankee skipper
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| Away you rolling river
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| He winked his eye, and he tipped his flipper
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| Away, we’re bound away across the wide
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| Missouri
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| He sold the chief that fire-water
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| Away you rolling river
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| And 'cross the river he stole his daughter
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| Away, we’re bound away across the wide
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| Missouri
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| O Shenandoah, I long to hear you
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| Away you rolling river
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| Across the wide and rolling water
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| Away, we’re bound away across the wide
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| Missouri |