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Dreams

I'm going to pack my dreams in a gunny sack, I'm going away and I'm not looking back for a long, for a long, long time

I'd like to have you come with me if you're willing to come to where I'm going to be for a long, for a long, long time

I'm going out west, where the climate is best, I'm going to find a spot where I'll want to stop for a long, for a long, long time

I'm going to plant my dreams and tend them well, but how they'll turn out one never can tell for a long, for a long, long time

For a man must scheme to find his dream, and a woman must trust as women must, for a long, long time.



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