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Goin’ Back to Harlan
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Jessie Buckley
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There were no cuckoos, no sycamores Played upon the forest floors Underneath the silver maple Balsams and the sky We plucked the heads off the dandelions A**uming roles of nursery rhymes Rested on the riverbed And grew up by and by And grew up by and by Frail my heart apart and play me a little shady grove Ring the bells are in me 'til they ring inside my head forever Bounce the ball, rock the gallows for the hangman's reel And wake the devil from his dream I'm going back to Harlan I'm going back to Harlan, oh I'm going back And if you were Willie Moore I was Bob Rallen Oh, fair Ellen, oh, sat at the cabin door Weepin' and a-pining for love Oh, weeping and a-pining for love Frail my heart apart and play me a little shady grove Ring the bells are in me 'til they ring inside my head forever Bounce the ball, rock the gallows for the hangman's reel And wake the devil from his dream I'm going back to Harlan I'm going back to Harlan, oh I'm going back I'm going back to Harlan, oh I'm going back to Harlan I'm going back to Harlan
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