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dreamin'. And there were times you'd come around. And we'd agree just to be friends. Tell me who was foolin' who Deep waters, I'm drownin' in. Deep waters, slowly drownin' in deeper. Deep waters, I'm
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Troublesome waters much blacker than night. Are hiding from view of the harbor's bright lights. Tossed in the turmoil of life's stormy sea I cry to my Saviour have mercy on me Chorus. Then gently
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right or wrong, there's no reason Follow the road, the road that leads us. Where the healing waters flow. Where do we go, when the world forsakes us. Where the healing waters flow Silent God moving in
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Waters Of Lethe Look at me mess we've made. Open your eyes to see. This endless gap through eternity. Waisting the flame of time Elbowing through your life. Your heart is not a home of sad
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Bài hát Crystal Clear / Muddy Waters (Album Version) - Sonny & Cher, Sonny, Cher. Muddy waters means trouble at your door. But I won't bring them to you anymore. This time I'm back for good. Sticking
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all,. I fooled and fumbled, lost to the poet's frown. I fought the wolves of patience just to let it lie down. See these waters they'll pull you up,. Oh, now if you're bolder than the darkness. My
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heart to speak. Still waters run deep What you say. What you do. You do it all for me and you. What I do. And what I say. I do it all to be this way Every time I hear you breathe. In the still
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I got ripplin' waters to wake me. To the morning, my woman and love. And tall pine trees are pointing us easily to Heaven above. Blue spruce flaming on the grate in the evening. Takes the chill
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I got ripplin' waters to wake me. To the morning, my woman and love. And tall pine trees are pointing us easily to Heaven above. Blue spruce flaming on the grate in the evening. Takes the chill
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enguiado, a lama, a lama. A drift, ponte, flight, r, resto, quail. The promise of spring And the river bank talks (So as guas de maro). Of the waters of march, (Fechando o vero). It's the promise of life
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, it's the end of a slope,. It's a bean, it's a void, it's a hunch, it's a hope. And the riverbank talks of the Waters of March,. It's the end of the strain, it's the joy in your heart. The foot, the
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Trouble No More (Muddy Waters). . Can't tell how long you're gone, can't tell how long you stay. It's good country fun, It's your home some day. Someday Baby, ain't no trouble for me, anymore
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