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I'm looking over a four-leaf clover
That I overlooked before.
One leaf is sunshine, the second is rain,
Third is the roses that grow in the lane.
You see there's
No need explaining, the one remaining
Is somebody I adore.
I'm looking over a four-leaf clover
That I overlooked before
Nothin' could be finer
than to be in Carolina
in the morning.
No one could be sweeter
than my sweetie when I meet her
in the morning.
When the morning glories
Twine around the door,
Whispering pretty stories
I long to hear once more.
Strolling with my girlie
where the dew is pearly early
in the morning.
Butterflies all flutter up
and kiss each little buttercup
at dawning. Oo.
If I had Aladdin's lamp for only a day
I'd make a wish and here's what I'd say,
Nothin' could be finer
than to be in Carolina
in the morning.
Pack up all my care and woe,
Here I go,
singing low,
Bye, bye, blackbird!
Where somebody waits for me,
Sugar's sweet,
so is she,
Bye, bye, blackbird!
No one here can love and understand me,
Oh, what hard luck stories they all hand me;
Make my bed and light the light,
I'll arrive late tonight,
Blackbird, bye, bye.
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Charleston, Charleston,
Made in Carolina,
Some dance,
Some prance,
I'll say,
There's nothing finer than the
Charleston, Charleston,
Lord, how you can shuffle,
Ev'ry step you do
leads to something new,
Man, I'm telling you
It's a lapazoo,
Buck dance,
Wing dance,
will be a back number,
But the Charleston,
the new Charleston,
that dance is surely a comer,
Sometime,
you'll dance it one time,
(The dance called the Charleston,
Made in South Caroline.)
Sing "Hallelujah! Hallelujah!"
and you'll shoo the blues away.
When cares pursue ya,
"Hallelujah!" gets you through the
darkest day.
Satan lies a waitin' and creatin'
skies of gray,
But "Hallelujah!, Hallelujah!"
Helps to shoo the clouds away.
Satan lies a waitin' and creatin'
skies of gray,
But "Hallelujah!, Hallelujah!"
"Hallelujah!, Hallelujah!"
Helps to shoo the clouds away.
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