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Yankee Doodle went to town A-riding on a pony, He stuck a feather in his cap And called it macaroni.
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On top of Old Smoky, all covered with snow, I lost my true lover, for courtin' too slow.
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My Bonnie lies over the ocean, My Bonnie lies over the sea. My Bonnie lies over the ocean; Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.
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When Johnny comes marching home again, Hurrah! Hurrah! We'll give him a hearty welcome then, Hurrah! Hurrah!
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Old John Brown's body lies moldering in the grave, While weep the sons of bondage whom he ventured all to save; But tho' he lost his life while struggling for the slave, His soul is marching on.
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Aura Lea, Aura Lea, Maid with golden hair; Sunshine came along with thee, And swallows in the air.
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I wish I was in the land of cotton, Old times they are not forgotten; Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
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Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah, Someone's in the kitchen I know, Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah Strummin' on the old banjo!
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Oh! Susanna, do not cry for me; I come from Alabama, with my banjo on my knee.
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Lyrics
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Jimmy crack corn and I don't care, Jimmy crack corn and I don't care, Jimmy crack corn and I don't care, My master's gone away.
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"Won't you come home, Bill Bailey, won't you come home?" She moans the whole day long; "I'll do the cooking, darling, I'll pay the rent; I know I've done you wrong."
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Way down, upon the Swanee River, Far, far away. That's where my heart is turning ever, That's where the old folks stay.
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Home, home on the range, Where the deer and the antelope play; Where seldom is heard a discouraging word And the skies are not cloudy all day.
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Oh my darling, oh my darling, Oh my darling, Clementine! Thou art lost and gone forever, Dreadful sorry, Clementine.
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In Scarlet Town, where I was born, There was a fair maid dwellin'; Made every youth cry "Well-a-day"; Her name was Barbara Allen.
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Skip, skip, skip to my Lou, Skip, skip, skip to my Lou, Skip, skip, skip to my Lou, Skip to my Lou, my darlin'.
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Oh Shenandoah, I long to hear you, Away, you rolling river. Oh Shenandoah, I long to hear you, Away, I'm bound away, Across the wide Missouri.
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Amazing grace! How sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found-- Was blind, but now I see.
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Also, it wouldn't have been too difficult to just say Suwannee with an intonation that sounds like it's 2 syllables