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Jessie
(Rory Don Moore)
We climbed up the mountain,
we played in virgin snow,
We listened to the river
cutting canyons down below.
We laid out on a blanket
'neath the Colorado sky,
The moon was a whisper,
the stars began to fly.
(chorus)
Jessie, oh Jessie,
oh where have you gone?
I've climbed up the mountain
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