Dick Curless - Where The Old Red River Flows

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As I sit and think of Dixie cotton fields and whippoorwills I remember my sweet childhood among the rocks and among the rills I can see my dear old mother as 'round the place she goes On my farm in Louisiana where the ol' Red River flows (Yodeling) You can hear them old folks singin' soft and low When it's twilight in the evenin' So soft and low, so low On my farm in Louisiana where the ol' Red River flows (Yodeling) Well, the lights are bright on Broadway, and the city's fair as day On the beach at Coney Island where it's laughin' all the way I'm headin' south tonight, love, on the IC when she goes To my farm in Louisiana where the ol' Red River flows (Yodeling) You can hear them old folks singin' soft and low When it's twilight in the evenin' So soft and low, so low On my farm in Louisiana where the ol' Red River flows Yo-del-lay-ee, Louisiana
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