At the end of the day when I feel kind-a low
I set back in my easy chair
And I puff-puff away and I let my dreams go back to that peaceful valley
Where the soft breezes blow away ev'ry care I know, and so

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If you feel kind o' blue come along with me
I'll take you to a pally little valley that my mem'ry craves
Fields of golden bantam where the cornsilk waves "Hello"
A sort o' welcome back to heaven
Oh it's grand, o it's great to be swingin' on a garden gate
An' see the silky tresses on the yellow corn
Flirtin' like a curtain in the early morn
Invitin' you to come along and dream
Oh I remember it was fun, when July was done
And August sun made the huckleberries ripe
I'd go a sneakin with my brother Bill
Beside the cider mill smokin' the mellow cornsilk in my daddy's pipe
Give me wealth and renown when it's sort o' time to settle down
I'll take a little acre where the corncobs grow
Capture all the rapture that I used to know
Down in that pally valley of my dreams