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Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Step away from the lyrics!

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.
You make me happy when skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear, how much I love you.
Please don't take my sunshine away.
I've just been reminded of this song. Nice and happy tune with sad lyrics of lost love.

I looked up the lyrics and found the familiar three verse song with chorus. But then, I found some extra lyrics on the end...
Louisiana, my Louisiana.
The place where I was born.
White fields of cotton, green fields clover.
The best fishing and long tall corn.
(And it gets worse.)
Song by Jimmie Davis and Charles Mitchell.
⬅️ Anyone wondering what's happening here where I work? Ahhhh, when I look at the coulds across the moon... ➡️

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