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The Waving Girl -Harley Allen, Mel Bescher, D. Draper.
The ships come in, the tide rolls out
She's there again by the old light house
The waves crash in, the winds they whirl
And still she waits, the waving girl
The sailors they don't call her name
Her lantern shines for them the same
A good luck charm, an ocean pearl
Known only by the waving girl
But in Savannah all alone
There she waits till he comes home
Beneath the waves the sea weed curls
Around the love of the waving girl
They say the salt that's in the sea
Came from the coast down to the keys
From where she cried upon the sand
The salty sea from her eye's ran
But in Savannah all alone
There she waits till he comes home
Beneath the waves the sea weed curls
Around the love of the waving girl
And in her place here in this world
Will always be the waving girl
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