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1939
the california borderline
she was a local girl
looked pretty good to me
i chased her with my eyes
not strong enough to pick her
she never asked me how
she would never ask me how
the harvest moon is so delightful....
she is a lonely shore
she is a distant memory
she looks into my eyes
and asks me how i've been
i just turn away
this girl has been here a thousand years
she never asked me how
she would never ask me how...
the harvest moon is so delightful
