| Sunday morning, I go running through a field
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| Jump across old Hogshead Creek down in the hollow
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| They’re just waiting by the old well that’s run dry
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| Sitting on a log that’s lying by the willow
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| That’s the one place that belongs to her and me
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| That’s the place where papa never looked to find us
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| Underneath that willow tree, onlly place I wanna be
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| With a girl as sweet as sugar right beside me, yeah
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| I’m just a little ol' boy with a river full of joy
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| 'Cause I got myself a little girl that loves me
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| That river’s deep and wide with my baby by my side
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| I got honey love to drown in with my baby
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| There was sugar, in her yellow Sunday dress
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| Singing to the willow that we carved our names in
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| Yelling to her, put my arms around her tight
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| Pull her closer and whisper, «Give your boy some sugar» (Hey, yeah, yeah)
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| Baby’s kisses are like apple berry wine
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| And I tell her 'cause I never wanna lose her
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| I’m just a little ol' boy with a river full of joy
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| 'Cause I got myself a little girl that loves me, loves me, loves me, loves me
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| That river’s deep and wide with my baby by my side
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| I got honey love to drown in with my baby
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| (Ooh)
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| (Ooh)
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| (Ooh)
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| (Ooh)
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| Sun is glowing, that old sun that melts the sky
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| But my baby keeps the fire warm inside me (Hey, yeah, yeah)
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| And your father cooking food by Hogshead Creek
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| Supper’s ready and he knows just where to find me, yeah
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| Ain’t no secret, on that lovers willow tree
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| River caught the stream and mama’s calling for me
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| I’m just a little ol' boy with a river full of joy
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| 'Cause I got myself a little girl that loves me, yeah
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| That river’s deep and wide with my baby by my side
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| I got honey love to drown in with my baby
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| I’m just a little ol' boy with a river full of joy
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| 'Cause I got myself a little girl who loves me, loves me, loves me
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| That river’s deep and wide with my baby by my side
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| I got honey love to drown in with my baby |