Sunday Sunny Mill Valley Groove Day

When there's nothing left to say
 And all the clouds have faded away
 And my mind wanders out there across the bay
 Just to be there in the mornin'
 With the sun comin through the trees
 Well you know there ain't no place I'd rather be
 
 Sunday Sunny Mill Valley Groove Day
 You can feel the magic in the air
 And when it's over
 And the clover has left the mountainside
 You'll be king of what you survive
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 Sunday Sunny Mill Valley Groove Day
 You can feel the magic in the air
 And when it's over
 And the clover has left the mountainside
 You'll be king of what you survive
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 Sunday Sunny Mill Valley Groove Day
 You will have a wonderful time up there
 Then when it's over
 And the clover has left the mountainside
 You'll be king of what you survive
 La la la la la
 La la la la la
 La la la la la
 La la la la la
 La la la la la
 La la la la la
 La la la la la
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