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Guthrie Arlo Waimanalo Blues

had lost The things that I couldn't lose The beaches they sell to build their hotels My father's and I once knew Birds all along sunlight at dawn Singing Waimanalo blues

I had lost The things that I couldn't lose CHORUS: The beaches they sell to build their hotels My fathers and I once knew Birds all along sunlight at dawn Singing Waimanalo blues