I love those dear hearts and gentle people,
Who live in my home town,
Because those dear hearts and gentle people,
Will never, never let you down.
They're very busy from morn till evening,
That's how their week days go.
I've got a dream house, I'll build there one day,
With a white picket fence and a rambling rose.
I feel so welcome each time that I return,
That my happy heart keeps laughing like a clown.
I love those dear hearts and gentle people
Who live and love in my home town.
There is a place I want to go,
And it is old Saint Johns you know.
Where the friendly neighbors smile and say "Hello.
It is a pleasure and a treat,
To meander down the street.
That is why I want the whole wide world to know,
I love those dear hearts and gentle people,
Who live and love in my home town.
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