If you feel kind of blue, come along with me I'll take you to
A pally little valley where my memory strays
Fields of golden bantam where the corn silk sways
Hello! A sort of welcome back to heaven
Oh, it's grand, oh, it's great
To be swinging by the garden gate
And see the silken tresses on the yellow corn
Flirtin? like a curtain in the yellow morn
Inviting you to come along and dream
Oh, I remember it was fun when July was done
And the yellow sun made the huckleberries bright
I'd go a-sneakin' with my brother Bill
Beside the cider mill
Smoking the yellow corn silk in my Daddy's pipe
Give me wealth and renown and a sort of? time to settle down
I'll take a little acre where the corn cobs grow
Capture all the rapture that I used to know
Down in that pally valley of my dreams
(From memory)

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