| I know a spot, peaceful and fair
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| I’d be so happy if I were there
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| No matter where I chance to be
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| Connecticut is the place for me
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| Miss every lake, miss every hill
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| Even in dreams, I think of them still
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| And when you see them, you’ll agree
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| Connecticut is the place to be
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| Village dreams and childhood scenes
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| Are things that I remember yet
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| Land of dreams and moonlit streams
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| How close to heaven can you get
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| Nights full of stars, hearts full of joy
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| Paradise for a girl and a boy
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| I guess it suits me to a T
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| Connecticut is the place for me to be
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| Connecticut is the place for me
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| Sounds like a great stage for a late date
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| With a mate waiting just for you
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| And every Yale guy is a male guy
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| Through and through
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| Sounds like a great stage
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| It’s never hum drum dating some chum
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| With her thumbs strumming a guitar
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| You’ll find the chicks slicker and they mix quicker by far
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| Sounds like a great, great stage
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| It’s quick and spanner then old Montana
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| And Indiana can’t rate
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| The nights are longer, the men are stronger
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| So linger longer and wait
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| Cause it’s a great, great, great, great stage
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| Circle the globe, dozens of times
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| Seen all its wonders and I’ve known all its qualms
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| I’ve searched it with a fine tooth comb
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| And found that I have only one home sweet home
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| Connecticut always will be my home sweet home |