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Written to a little blue-eyed girl.

Alaska in Nebraska

1.
When it’s Alaska in Nebr. & the snow drifts high,
When it’s Alaska in Nebr. & the birdies fly
To a land of sunny clime
     underneath a southern sky,
Then in my dreams I’m coming
Where honey bees are humming,
To my little summertime sweetheart.

When it’s Alaska in Nebr. & the snow flakes fly,
When it’s Alaska in Nebr., then I sit & sigh
As I daily dream of a woodland stream,
And my little summertime sweetheart.

2.
When it’s Alaska in Nebr. & the cold winds blow,
When it’s Alaska in Nebr. then I long to go
To the land of love & sunshine,
     where the crimson roses grow:
A blue-eyed girl is waiting,
I know she’ll not be dating,
She’s my little summertime sweetheart.

     (unsigned)

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