Aint it a pretty night! The skys so dark and velvetlike And its all lit up with stars Its like a great big mirror Reflectin fireflies over a pond Look at all them stars, Little Bat The longer ylook the more ysee The sky seems so heavy with stars That it might fall right down out of heaven And cover us all up in one big blanket of velvet All stitched with diamons Aint it a pretty night Just think, all those stars can all peep down An see way beyond where we can They can see way beyond them mountains To Nashville and Asheville and Knoxville I wonder what its like out there Out there beyond them mountains Where the folks talk nice an the folks dress nice Like ysee in the mail order catalogs I aim to leave this valley some day An find out for myself To see all the tall buildins and all the street lights An to be one othem folks myself I wonder if Id get lonesome fer the valley though Fer the sound of crickets an the smell of pine straw Fer soft little rabbits an bloomin things An the mountains turnin gold in the fall But I could always come back I get homesick fer the valley So Ill leave it someday an see fer myself Someday Ill leave an then Ill come back When Ive seen whats beyond them mountains Aint it a pretty night The skys so heavy with stars tonight That it could fall right down out of heaven An cover us up, and cover us up In one big blanket of velvet and diamons
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