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Oh, silver tree!
Oh, shining rivers of the soul!
In a Harlem cabaret
Six long-headed jazzers play.
A dancing girl whose eyes are bold
Lifts high a dress of silken gold.
Oh, singing tree!
Oh, shining rivers of the soul!
Were Eve's eyes
In the first garden
Just a bit too bold?
Was Cleopatra gorgeous
In a gown of gold?
Oh, shining tree!
Oh, silver rivers of the soul!
In a whirling cabaret
Six long-headed jazzers play.
Oh, silver tree!   Oh, shining rivers of the soul!   In a Harlem cabaret   Six long-headed jazzers play.   A dancing girl whose eyes are bold   Lifts high a dress of silken gold.   Oh, singing tree!   Oh, shining rivers of the soul!   Were Eve's eyes   In the first garden   Just a bit too bold?   Was Cleopatra gorgeous   In a gown of gold?   Oh, shining tree!   Oh, silver rivers of the soul!   In a whirling cabaret   Six long-headed jazzers play.
 
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