| There’s a bright golden haze on the meadow
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| There’s a bright golden haze on the meadow
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| The corn is as high as an elephant’s eye
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| And it looks like it’s climbing clear up to the sky
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| Oh, what a beautiful mornin'
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| Oh, what a beautiful day
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| I’ve got a beautiful feeling
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| Everything’s going my way
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| All the cattle are standing like statues
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| All the cattle are standing like statues
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| They don’t turn their heads as they see me ride by
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| But a little brown maverick is winking her eye
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| Oh, what a beautiful mornin'
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| Oh, what a beautiful day
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| I’ve got a beautiful feeling
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| Everything’s going my way
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| All the sounds of the earth are like music
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| All the sounds of the earth are like music
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| The breeze is so busy, it don’t miss a tree
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| And an old weeping willow is laughing at me
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| Oh, what a beautiful mornin'
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| Oh, what a beautiful day
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| I’ve got a beautiful feeling
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| Everything’s going my way
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| Oh, what a beautiful day |