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I dream of Jeanie with the light brown hair
Borne like a vapor, on the summer's air
I see her tripping where the bright streams play
Happy as the daisies that dance on her way
Many were the wild notes her merry voice would pour
Many were the blithe birds that warbled them o'er
I dream of Jeanie with the light brown hair
Floating, like a vapor on the soft summer air
I long for Jeanie with the day dawn smile
Radiant in gladness, warm winning guile
I hear her melodies, like joys gone by
Sighing round my heart o'er the fond hopes that die
Sighing like the night wind and sobbing like the rain
Wailing for the lost one that comes not again
I long for Jeanie and my heart bows low
Nevermore to find her where the bright waters flow
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- One Night Stand - Sam Cooke Live At The Harlem Square...
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- The Man Who Invented Soul
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- The Man and His Music
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