There was a Yankee Cornel in 1862
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Who fell in Love with a southern belle where the sweet magnolias bloom
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He wondered why folks laughed at him when he went ridin' by
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But little did he know that she was a courtin' on the sly
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Joe’s been a gettin' there Joe’s been a flyin'
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Joe’s been a gettin' there all this time
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Joe’s been a gettin' there Joe’s been a flyin'
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Joe’s been a gettin' there beatin' his time
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He walked her up the mountain he named it to her there
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He offered her a band of gold and his name to share
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She said that she would marry him and even set the day
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But little did he know that she loved a soldier boy in grey
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(Joe's been a gettin' there) Joe’s been a flyin'
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(Joe's been a gettin' there) all this time
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(Joe's been a gettin' there) Joe’s been a flyin'
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(Joe's been a gettin' there) beatin' his time
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She took the love he offered she took his silver too
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She took every little thing from Cornel dressed in blue
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She wouldn’t let him hold her in a fond embrace
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And when he tried to kiss his bride she laughed right in his face
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Joe’s been a gettin' there Joe’s been a flyin'
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Joe’s been a gettin' there all this time
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Joe’s been a gettin' there Joe’s been a flyin'
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Joe’s been a gettin' there beatin' his time
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He woke up one morning and found himself alone
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And all she left was a letter that said goodbye farewell I’m gone
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No doubt he was a mighty man where the heroes fell
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But all is fare in love and war and he lost his southern belle
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(Joe's been a gettin' there) Joe’s been a flyin'
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(Joe's been a gettin' there) all this time
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(Joe's been a gettin' there) Joe’s been a flyin'
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(Joe's been a gettin' there) beatin' his time
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(Joe's been a gettin' there) Joe’s been a flyin'
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(Joe's been a gettin' there) all this time
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(Joe's been a gettin' there) Joe’s been a flyin'
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(Joe's been a gettin' there) beatin' his time… |