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The Melody of You

Heard the sound of a mockingbird on a country road,
Cry of a whippoorwill all alone,
The whisper of a cottonwood and the roar of a moving train,
Sound of distant thunder, the promise of rain.

Chorus
Life is a symphony, but it can't compare
To the music of the sunlight dancin' in your hair.
And of all the songs I'll ever hear, the best will always be
The melody of you in harmony with me.

Instrumental Verse

Chorus
Life is a symphony, but it can't compare
To the music of the sunlight dancin' in your hair.
And of all the songs I'll ever hear, the best will always be
The melody of you in harmony with me.

I heard the faith of church bells, the whistle at quittin' time,
Old songs on a jukebox playin' for a dime,
The sound of a choir, voices loud and clear,
The song of someone singing, thinking no one else can hear.

Chorus
Life is a symphony, but it can't compare
To the music of the sunlight dancin' in your hair.
And of all the songs I'll ever hear, the best will always be
The melody of you in harmony with me.

…Of all the songs I'll ever hear the best will always be the melody of you in harmony with me.

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