| I asked the wise man on one sunny day,
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| Can you help me to find my way?
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| You’re so much older and wiser too,
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| Would you help me, mister wiseman, I’m feelin' blue.
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| You’re not doin' too bad, not bad at all.
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| You’re just tryin' to walk, son, before you can crawl.
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| You’ve got stacks of money to the sky up above,
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| Now all you need is to find you a love.
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| He sent me searchin', go to find my love.
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| He sent me searchin', I said, Lord up above.
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| He sent me searchin', he said, find the morning dove
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| and she’ll tell you where to find your love.
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| Son, you can have anything in this God’s world
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| But you won’t be happy, son, till you find a girl.
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| Now you can be happy, boy, if you try;
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| Find a woman, son, you’ll be satified.
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| He sent me searchin', go to find my love.
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| He sent me searchin', I said, Lord up above.
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| He sent me searchin', he said, find the morning dove
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| and she’ll tell you where to find your love.
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| He sent me searchin', go to find my love.
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| He sent me searchin', I said, Lord up above.
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| He sent me searchin', he said, find the morning dove
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| and she’ll tell you where to find your love.
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| Oh, oh Lord, he sent me searchin'. |