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Bobby Bare

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Oh, the sound of the thing is not a ring
It's more like a pleasant purr
And the only sound i hear at night
Is the sound of my purring air-conditioner

The air is pure and dehumidified
Thermostatically controlled
Now i have no desire to perspire
And that's how progress goes

But the sound of their singing thrilled me
As distantly but clearly it rang
Though i never saw their faces
And never knew their names

And the gentle breeze brought sweet dreams
Of sweethearts that i never saw
Who sang, 'you are my sunshine'
In newport, arkansas

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