| Bonaparte's Retreat |
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| Met a girl I loved in a town way down in Dixie |
| Neath the stars above she was the sweetest girl I ever did see |
| So I took her in my arms and told her of her many charms |
| And kissed her while the organ played the Bonaparte’s Retreat |
| All the world was bright as I held her on that night |
| And I heard her say please don’t ever go away |
| So I held her in my arms… |
| So I held her in my arms… |
| So I held her in my arms… |
