Goin' Back to Harlan

There where no cuckoos, no sycamores
 We played about the forest floor
 Underneath the silver maples
 The balsams and the sky
 We popped the heads off dandelions
 Assuming roles from nursery rhymes
 Rested on the riverbank
 And grew up by and by
 And grew up by and by
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 Frail my heart apart
 And play me a little shady grove
 Ring the bells of rhymney
 'Til they ring inside my head forever
 Bounce the bow, 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
 I'm going back to Harlan
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 And if you were Willie Moore
 And I was Barbara Allen
 Or Fair Ellen all sad at the cabin door
 A-weepin' and a-pinin', for love
 A-weepin' and a-pinin', for love
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 Frail my heart apart
 And play me a little shady grove
 Ring the bells of rhymney
 'Til they ring inside my head forever
 Bounce the bow, 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
 I'm going back to Harlan
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 I'm going back to Harlan
 I'm going back to Harlan
 I'm going back to Harlan
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 I'm going back to Harlan
 I'm going back to Harlan
 I'm going back to Harlan