| Oh, remember the mocking bird, my baby bun
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| He used to sing for his supper, babe
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| Yes, he used to sing for his supper, babe
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| He used to sing so sweet
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| But since my baby left me, he ain’t sang for two long days
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| Oh, remember the bluebirds and the honey bees
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| They used to sing for the sunshine
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| Yes, they used to sing for the honey, babe
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| They used to sing so sweet
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| But since my baby left me, they ain’t sang in two long days
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| Hey, pretty baby, come on back to me
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| Make everybody just as happy as can be, yeah
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| So baby, if you’ll please, come home again
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| Well, I’ll kiss you for my supper, yeah
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| Yeah, I’ll kiss you for my dinner, babe now
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| And if you don’t come back you know I’ll have to starve to death
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| 'Cause I ain’t had one kiss all day now, oh Lord
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| Please, remember, got to remember
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| Come on back
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| Come on back in my arms
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| I’ll make everything that better
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| Come on, baby, hurry home, hurry home, hurry home |