| Where — where is my love
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| Where — where is my love
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| Is my love in Helena
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| Eating sweet potato pies
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| Sure as hell won’t be tellin' ya
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| Even as much as a little white lie
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| Is my love in Tupelo
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| Whispering down the blues
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| Knowing things he shouldn’t know
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| And giving away what he can’t use
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| Where — where is my love
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| Where — where is my love
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| Where — where is my love
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| Where — where is my love
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| Is my love in Birmingham
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| Making honey from the bees
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| Overjoyed to be my man
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| And rolling up his flannel sleeves
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| Is my love in Gainesville
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| Grinning, radiant and warm
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| Drinking whiskey 'til he’s had his fill
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| Inspired by a summer storm
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| Where — where is my love
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| Where — where is my love |