Air Conditioner Song

Bobby Bare

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    Oh the sound of the thing is not a ring it's more like a pleasant purr
    And the only sound I hear at night is the sound of my purring air-conditioner
    The air is pure and dehumidified thermostatically controlled
    Now I have no desire to perspire and that's how progress goes
    But the sound of their singing thrilled me as distantly but clearly it rang
    Though I never saw their faces and never knew their names
    And the gentle breeze brought sweet dreams of sweethearts that I never saw
    Who sang You Are My Sunshine in Newport Arkansas

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    Composition: Jack Clement

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