| Strolling in the evening when the moon’s hanging low
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| Just walking talking, baby, 'cause I miss you so
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| With twilight kisses this evening, too
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| I miss you, baby, in the shadows of the old bayou
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| My thoughts keep a-haunting the memories of you
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| Can’t eat, sleep, don’t know what I’m to do
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| My heart keeps a-calling, calling for you
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| I need you, baby, in the shadows of the old bayou
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| Now when shadows fall on the bayou
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| And whippoorwills call through the night
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| The perfume of the sweet magnolia
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| When I’m holding you, oh so tight
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| I’m just a-dreaming and a-scheming, just a-planning, my dear
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| Just thinking, wishing darling, you were here
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| For my heart it misses, it misses sweet you
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| I am so lonesome in the shadows of the old bayou
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| Now when shadows fall on the bayou
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| And whippoorwills call through the night
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| The perfume of the sweet magnolia
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| When I’m holding you, oh so tight
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| I’m just a-dreaming and a-scheming, just a-planning, my dear
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| Just thinking, wishing darling, you were here
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| For my heart it misses, it misses sweet you
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| I am so lonesome in the shadows of the old bayou |