I carried a torch for her in the orchard
Apples were her last name
My Jeanine
my Jeanine
Each tree would ignute with blossoms of white
And dapple her hair with flame
My Jeanine
my Jeanine
Jeanine in jean and calico
A streak of mean don't let it show
So when she tells you let her go
Her yes may mean no
I love her so
We would meander now hand in hand
In our Appalachian clime
My Jeanine
my Jeanine
We'd bring in the spring and toss from the swing
Along apple blossom time
My Jeanine
my Jeanine
Remember when life was North Carolina
Two bits for Cokes and jokes at the diner
Time was a magazine-
My Jeanine
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