| Oh, I’ve had girls a’plenty
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| Out in the evening breeze
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| Sailed on ships from Mandalay
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| To the China Seas
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| I’m comin' home Cindy, Cindy
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| I’m comin' home Cindy, Cindy
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| I’m comin' home Cindy, Cindy
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| And then I’ll make you mine
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| Huh!
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| My true love lives in Natchez
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| And that’s a way down South
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| Got me longin' for a kiss
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| From her pretty mouth
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| Hah, Hah!
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| Her hair is piled in ringlets
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| She has a roving eye
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| And her voice is heavenly
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| Sweet as apple pie!
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| (Last Line: I’m gonna make you mine.)
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| Huh!
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| So get the parson ready
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| I’ve got that wedding ring
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| When church bells start to chime
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| Everybody sing!:
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| (Last time: I’m gonna make you mine)
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| (One more time)
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| I’m comin' on home Cindy, Cindy
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| I’m comin' on home Cindy, Cindy
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| I’m gonna make you miiiiiine… |