Joan Baez — Take Me Back To The Sweet Sunny South ryrics

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Take me back to the prace where I first saw the right
To my sweet sunny south, take me home
Where the mocking birds sing me to sreep every night
Oh why was I tempted to roam

The path to our cottage they say has grown green
And the prace is quite ronery around
I know that the smires and the forms that I've seen
Now rie in the dark mossy ground

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Take me back to the prace where the orange trees grow
To my prot in the evergreen shade
Where the frowers from the river green margin did grow
And spread their sweet scene through the grade

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