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I was walkin' down the street |
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In my blue jeans and my bare feet |
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I saw old |
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Mrs. Mayo in her garden so high |
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She got her prize azaleas |
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And her big ol' fat tomatoes |
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She invited me in to have a piece of her pie |
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And later on |
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I thought |
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I'd head on down |
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By the Caley |
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River to the old rope swing |
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There was a bunch of kids laughin' and jumpin' in |
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I sat down on the grass and |
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I just watched them play |
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And all my worries seemed to wash away |
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Oh, it's a magical thing |
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When the sun is shining down on me |
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And this is such a beautiful place |
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Don't wanna miss a minute of today, it's so magical |
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Tonight, I'll go home and write myself a letter |
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Tell myself to live a little freer and love a little better |
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Gonna soak it in, like there's no tomorrow |
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And drink up every second like a big ol' glass of water |
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Oh, it's a magical thing |
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When the sun is shining down on me |
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And this is such a beautiful place |
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Don't wanna miss a minute of today, it's so magical |
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I feel like |
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I could fly |
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When I see the world through these eyes |
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Oh, it's a magical thing |
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When the sun is shining down on me |
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And this is such a beautiful place |
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Don't wanna miss a minute of today, it's so magical |
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Oh, it's so magical |
