Well, now, everybody's gonna have religion and glory
Everybody's gonna be
April love is for the very young
Every star's a wishing
Oh, Bernardine
Oh, woh, woh, Bernardine
I can tell by the dimple
This land is mineGod gave this land to meThis brave
Thee I love, more than the meadow so green and
Nearer my God to Thee, nearer to Thee
E'en though it
It was a moonlit night in old Mexico
I walked alone
Oh, sugar moon
Come out tonight
Bring me your glow
Of angel light
Here
Why baby why don't you treat me, why, baby, why
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