| I’m comin',
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| I’m comin' Virginia,
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| I’m comin' to stay;
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| Dont hold it agin me
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| For runnin' away.
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| I’ve tried to forget you
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| But found I was wrong;
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| 'Neath your bright southern moon
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| Once more I’ll croon
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| An old familiar tune.
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| And if I can win ya,
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| I’ll never more roam;
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| I’m comin' Virginia,
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| My Dixieland home.
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| Been a year since you seen me,
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| That’s an awfully long time!
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| Don’t want nothin' inbetween me
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| And that old home of mine.
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| I’m so tired and so lonely,
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| Every hour seems a day,
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| For there’s one and just one only
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| Understands when I say;
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| I’m comin' Virginia,
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| I’m comin' to stay;
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| Dont hold it agin me
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| For runnin' away.
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| I’ve tried to forget you
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| But found I was wrong, all wrong;
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| 'Neath your bright southern moon
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| Once more I’ll croon
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| An old familiar tune.
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| And if I can win ya,
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| I’ll never more roam;
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| I’m comin' Virginia,
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| My Dixieland home.
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| I’m comin',
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| I’m comin' Virginia,
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| My Dixieland home. |