| goodbye, Joanna
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| you can stay with Sam
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| give him your keys, please
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| because he’s a real good ma-a-an
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| forget me not, love
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| and leave your family
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| though I’m changin' my tune
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| I sway and hum to the memory
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| now I am standing in the field of golden corn
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| I am looking at the sunset
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| I am waiting for the dawn
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| all acquaintances and loves that I have lost
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| for good old farmer so familiar in the dusk
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| ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
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| oo-ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
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| ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
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| oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooooooooooh
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| in the orchard where we were babies
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| first bite tastes so good
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| I cherish every single essence
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| nights are goin' on are gone
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| you know the fact is always pleasin'
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| forgive me if I forget
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| the people and the reasons
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| on the hilltop where the music of love
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| I recall the broken heart strings,
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| the faded photographs,
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| the tears and the laughs
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| billy goat, boss swingin' electric jam DJ
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| and my firefly friend fly away
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| goodbye, Joanna
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| you can stay with Sam
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| give him your keys, please
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| because he’s a real good ma-a-an |