| I see a candlelight down in the little green valley
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| Where morning glory vines are twining 'round my door
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| Oh, how I wish I were there again
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| Down in the little green valley
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| That’s where my homesick heart will trouble me no more
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| There’s only one thing ever gives me consolation
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| And that’s the thought that I’ll be going back someday
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| And every night down upon my knees
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| I pray the Lord to please take me
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| Back to that little old green valley far away
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| I hear a mockingbird down in the little green valley
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| He’s singing out a song of welcome just for me
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| And someone waits by the garden gate
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| Down in the little green valley
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| When I get back again‚ how happy she will be
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| And by a little babbling brook‚ once more we’ll wander
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| And in a shady nook‚ we’ll dream the hours away
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| And I will leave all my cares behind
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| Go where I know I’ll find sunshine
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| Back to that little old green valley far away |