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Way
down
upon
the
Swanee
River,
far,
far
away,
there's
where
my
heart
is
turning
ever,
there's
where
the
old
folks
stay.
All
up
and
down
the
whole
creation,
sadly
I
roam.
Still
longing
for
the
old
plantation,
and
for
the
old
folks
at
home.
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