Oh Sunny boys, the poles, the poles are calling
From lake to lake, and down the mountain side
The season's gone, and all the fish are jumping
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and we advance.
But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
After we've had another Riverwalk parade
'Tis we'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Sunny boys, oh Sunny boys, we own you so.


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