| Way down on the levy in old Alabamy
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| There’s Daddy and Mammy
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| There’s Ephraim and Sammy
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| On a moonlight night you can find them all
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| While they are waiting
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| The banjos are syncopating
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| What’s that they’re saying?
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| What’s that they’re saying?
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| While they keep playing
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| A, humming and swaying
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| It’s the good ship Robert E. Lee
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| That’s come to carry the cotton away!
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| Watch them shuffling along
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| See them shuffling along!
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| Go take your best gal, real pal
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| Go down to the levy, I said to the levy
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| And join that shuffling throng
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| Hear that music and song!
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| It’s simply great, mate, waiting on the levy
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| Waiting for the Robert E. Lee!
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| The whistles are blowing, the smokestacks are showing
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| The ropes they are throwing, excuse me I’m going
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| To the place where all is harmonious
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| Even the preacher, he is the dancing teacher!
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| Have you been down there?
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| Were you around there?
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| If you ever go there you’ll always be found there
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| Why, dog-gone, here comes my baby
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| On the good old Robert E. Lee!
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| Watch them shuffling along
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| See them shuffling along
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| Go take your best gal, real pal
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| Go down to the levy, I said to the levy
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| And join that shuffling throng
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| Hear that music and song!
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| It’s simply great, mate, waiting on the levy
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| Waiting for the Robert E. Lee! |