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Walkin on the beach sea shells in my hand 
Southern swells are crashing in the sand
Mexicos a long long ways away a school of whales are resting in the bay
Summer days there passing me quickly wont you let me stay
Moonlight the wind is blowing my soul is flying to night
Walkin on the beach sea shells in my hand
Southern swells are crashing in the sand
And when my day is done I'll say a prayer to the One
Summer days there passing me quickly won't you let me stay
Moonlight the wind is blowing my soul is flying to night
The wind blowing my soul is flying to night
The wind blowing my soul is flying to night...