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Lyrics:
Livingston-Parish-Silver
My window faces the south I'm almost halfway to heaven
Snow is falling but still I can't see fields of cotton calling to me
My window faces the south and though I am far from the Swanee
I'm never frownin' or down in the mouth my window faces the south
( fiddle - ac.guitar )
My window faces the south...
My window faces the south
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