| Far away places, with strange soundin' names
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| Far away over the sea. |
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| Those far away places, with the strange soundin' names
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| Are callin', callin' me. |
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| Goin' to China or maybe Siam
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| I wanna see for myself. |
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| Those far away places, I’ve been readin' about
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| In a book that I took from a shelf. |
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| I start gettin' restless whenever I hear
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| The whistle of a train. |
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| I pray for the day I can get under way
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| And look for those castles in Spain!
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| They call me a dreamer, well maybe I am
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| But I know that I’m burnin' to see
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| Those far away places, with the strange soundin' names
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| Callin'. |
| .. callin'. |
| .. me. |
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