الكلمات
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Hey, honey, won't you sit down
And stop here for a spell
Singin' the sweet old lullabies
To forget about your health
Don't think about tomorrow
It's a whole night's sleep away
Sure would be pleased to have you stay
And it's reach out old Virginia
Won't you rock him close to you
The poor boy's had a hotel so long
He don't know what to do
It's time to come on home
And put your feet up for a while
So much travlin' 'round tends to take away your smile
