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Patches

Down by the river that flows through the coal yard
Stand wooden houses with shutters torn down
There lives a girl everybody calls Patches
Patches, my darlin' of old Shantytown

Patches, I'm comin' to you
I will swear I'll always love you
For it may not be right but I'll join you tonight
Patches of old Shantytown

We were to marry when June brought the summer
I couldn't wait to make patches my bride
But I can't see how that ever can happen
I couldn't stay where my heart breaks inside

Patches, I'm comin' to you
I will swear I'll always love you
For it may not be right but I'll join you tonight
Patches of old Shantytown

Patches, I'm comin' to you
I will swear I'll always love you
For it may not be right but I'll join you tonight
Patches of old Shantytown
Patches of old Shantytown

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