| Lyrics: | LISTEN TO THE MOCKING BIRD
I'm dreaming now of Hally, sweet Hally, sweet Hally
I'm
dreaming now of Hally
For the thought of her is one that never dies;
She's sleeping in the
valley, the valley, the valley
She's sleeping in the valley,
And the mocking bird is
singing where she lies.
Chorus:
Listen to the mocking bird,
Listen to the
mocking bird,
The mocking bird still singing o'er her grave
Listen to the mocking
bird,
Listen to the mocking bird,
Still singing where the weeping willows
wave.
Ah, well I yet remember, remember, remember.
Ah well I yet remember
When
we gathered in the cotton side by side.
'Twas in the mild September, September,
September,
'Twas in the mild September,
And the mocking bird was singing far and
wide.
Chorus
@death @nostalgia
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