| Long about evening when the sun goes down
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| Down on the Swanee where the water’s brown
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| Half a can of worms and an old cane pole
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| Old man’s fishin' in the swimming hole
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| Cork bobbin' skeeters bite
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| Cyprus shadows in the cool moonlight
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| Mem’ries swimmin' in the warm moonshine
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| Hot time in old town tonight
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| Whiskered fish waller in the bottom mud
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| He’s been around since Noah’s flood
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| Stole a worm or two from his old manfriend
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| Nibble nibble see the old man grin
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| Cork bobbin' skeeters bite
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| Cyprus shadows in the cool moonlight
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| Mem’ries swimmin' in the warm moonshine
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| Hot time in old town tonight
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| Moon shines brighter in the southern night
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| Fish still loose but the old man’s tight
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| Grab a bite and run then it’s back for more
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| Catfish eatin' while the old man snores
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| Cork bobbin' skeeters bite
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| Cyprus shadows in the cool moonlight
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| Mem’ries swimmin' in the warm moonshine
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| Hot time in old town tonight
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| Cork bobbin' skeeters bite
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| Cyprus shadows in the cool moonlight
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| Mem’ries swimmin' in the warm moonshine
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| Hot time in old town tonight
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| Hot time in old town tonight |