| Josie, I won’t fail ya,
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| I won’t fail you, have no fear.
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| Josie, I won’t fail ya,
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| Give me one more chance, the day is near.
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| The meadows they are bursting,
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| The yellow corn lies in your hand.
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| And with the night comes sorrow
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| As the tide of dawn sleeps on the land.
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| The long breezes are blowing
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| All down the sky into my face.
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| I’ve a weary kind of feeling,
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| Like my time has come and gone to waste.
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| I love you, darling Josie,
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| The trees of pine they grow so tall.
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| How come you came to love me,
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| When you didn’t love me at all?
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| Josie I won’t fail ya,
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| I won’t fail you, have no fear.
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| Josie I won’t fail ya,
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| Give me one more chance, the day is near.
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| My Josie looks a child now,
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| As she lies here on my breast.
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| In the night I think about her,
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| In the day I get no rest.
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| I cut me a young pine-cone
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| And I gave it to the river deep.
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| It sailed 'way by your window
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| Where you lay, so long in sleep.
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| God bless you, darling Josie,
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| With your sparklin’eyes so bright and clear.
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| Josie, I won’t fail ya,
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| I won’t fail you, have no fear.
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| Josie, I won’t fail ya,
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| I won’t fail you, have no fear.
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| Josie, I won’t fail ya,
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| Give me one more chance, the day is near. |