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American Hotel
Tom Russell
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Stephen sprawled across the bed
Raised a bottle to his mouth
Pictures danced inside his head
Gentle breezes from the south
Cotton fields with voices ringing low
Old Black Joe
And here's to one tender and fair
Jeannie with the light brown hair
Raised a banjo to her knee
Sang a lovely melody
Weep no more my lady, shed your care
I'll be there
And the Swanee River runs outside the door
And the whiskey bottles gather on the floor
And the camp town ladies stop and ring the bell
Of the American Hotel
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He wrote a song for everyone
Lifted hearts throughout the land
Now his world's an empty one
A broken dream and a trembling hand
Sad and weary everywhere you roam
Kentucky home
And the Swanee River runs outside the door
And the whiskey bottles gather on the floor
And the camp town ladies stop and ring the bell
Of the American Hotel
And the Swanee River runs outside the door
And the whiskey bottles gather on the floor
And the camp town ladies stop and ring the bell
Of the American Hotel
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