Last night I dreamed a sweet sweet dream
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I thought I saw my home sweet home
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And oh how grand it all did seem I made a vow no more to roam
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By that dear old village church I strolled
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While the bell in the steeple sadly told
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I saw my daddy old and grey I heard my dear old mother say
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You're as welcome as the flowers in May
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And we love you in the same old way
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We've been waiting for you day by day
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You're as welcome as the flowers in May
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[ guitar ]
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We've been waiting for you day by day
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You're as welcome as the flowers in May
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You're As Welcome As The Flowers In May
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| Hank Snow |
