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| I grew up singing this song in my choir classes. I do find it quite ironic that I am now moving to a town named Shenandoah; though this town happens to be in Iowa. It may seem a bit cheesy, if I frolicked over the flowery meadow of a hillside as I come into town singing the lyrics to this song, all the while carrying my suitcase full of dreams. haha. Oh how some may think I kid. *I promise, I will not pull a Froline Maria and do this. ;) |
