Avery county

    Tonight I'm dreaming of Avery County
    Where the cool mountain breezes blow
    O'er the laurels and rhododendrons
    And my sweet Avery County Rose


I can hear the old folks singing
While the fiddles softly play
I can hear that banjo ringing
Thru the valley at close of day


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The fragrance of the flowers
Fill the air with sweet perfume
As my sweetheart walked beside me
Neath that Avery County moon


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