| Go on ahead and go home
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| Go on ahead and go home
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| Boy, you’ve done your best
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| Time you took your rest in the sheltering loam
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| Go on ahead and go home
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| Go on ahead and go home
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| The spirits of the dead will meet you up ahead
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| You won’t be alone
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| Go let your mama see you smile
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| Go let your mama see you smile
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| Mama’s going to wait however long it takes
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| But it’s sure been awhile
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| Go let your mama see you smile
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| Go let your mama see you smile
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| She’s standing in the sun saying
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| «Boy, your works been done a long, long mile»
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| Down where the cotton grows tall
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| Down where the cotton grows tall
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| Where the bramble rose and blue hydrangea grows
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| Beside the old mare’s stall
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| Down where the cotton grows tall
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| Down where the cotton grows tall
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| And a fragrant delta breeze shakes the cypress trees
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| Down deep in the Fall
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| In the deep of the night, In the deep of the night
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| By the river so still where sorrows come to heal
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| And wrongs are made right
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| Down in the deep of the night, In the deep of the night
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| On a creaking porch swing, the ancient ones sing
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| «everything is alright» |