HAIL TO THE BAYOU
LORD I HEAR THOSE FIDDLES
CALLING ME
THERE ON THE BAYOU
IT’S THE ONLY PLACE I WANT TO
BE
I MISS THOSE SWEET, MAGNOLIA
BLOSSOMS
AS THEY BEGIN TO BLOOM IN
SPRING
IT’S A PART OF A LONESOME
RAMBLER’S DREAM
FOR THAT BIG
SO I’M LEAVING, LEAVING HERE
TODAY
GOING HOME ON THE BAYOU
LORD THAT’S WHERE MY ROSIE
WAITS FOR ME
PLEASE AIRPLANE DRIVER
HURRY UP
CHORUS
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