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sword in hand to control the land. Crushing metal strikes on this frightening night. Fall onto your knees for the Phantom Lord Victims falling under chains. You hear them crying dying pains. Fists of
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Danny is my name, oh yes My name should be trouble. My name should be woe. For trouble and heartache. Is all that I know But Danny. Yes, Danny is my name. Oh, oh, oh yes, oh yes My life has been
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Oh, Danny boy. The pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen. And down the mountainside The summer's gone. And all the roses falling. It's you, it's you must go. And I must bide But come
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Oh, Danny Boy. The pipes, the pipes are callin'. From Glen to Glen. And down the mountain side The summer's gone. And all the roses fallin'. It's you, it's you. Must go and I must bide Oh
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the anniversary. Baby I'm sorry, yeah but you know I can't leave y'all alone tonight. Ain't nothin' goin' on tonight. 'Cause I'm the phantom in your opera, yeah. I'm the phantom in your opera, yeah
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there. why did i leave you there. with your long black kitty and your funky hair. why did i leave you there. see mr danny boy. did ya see mr danny boy. he's a rock top boxer just a bundle of joy
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In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came . That voice which calls to me and speaks my name . And do I dream again? For now I find . Phantom of the opera is there inside my mind. Sing once again with
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,. 'Caus it's too easy to bruise. When you take your mark,. Danny with your aim,. Danny for my heart,. It's only pain. What does it prove,. Again and again?. Danny nobody wins. (1. 23). If it's
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na na na na na na. It's too late, it's to late Danny was young boy. sitting at a table. playing with the dirty cards. hiding all the jokers, hitting all the aces. playing with the dirty cards It's
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na na na na na na. It's too late, it's to late Danny was young boy. sitting at a table. playing with the dirty cards. hiding all the jokers, hitting all the aces. playing with the dirty cards It's
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na na na na na na. It's too late, it's to late Danny was young boy. sitting at a table. playing with the dirty cards. hiding all the jokers, hitting all the aces. playing with the dirty cards It's
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na na na na na na. It's too late, it's to late Danny was young boy. sitting at a table. playing with the dirty cards. hiding all the jokers, hitting all the aces. playing with the dirty cards It's
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na na na na na na. It's too late, it's to late Danny was young boy. sitting at a table. playing with the dirty cards. hiding all the jokers, hitting all the aces. playing with the dirty cards It's
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And if I die today, I'll be the happy phantom. And I'll go chasin' the nuns out in the yard. And I'll run naked through the streets without my mask on. And I will never need umbrellas in the rain
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Tarja. In sleep he sang to me. In dreams he came. That voice which calls to me. And speaks my name. And do I dream again. For now I find. The Phantom of the opera is there. Inside my mind
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The Phantom of the Opera. Sang by Steve Harley and Sarah Brightman Sarah. Beneath the operahouse,. I know he's there,. He's with me on the stage,. He's everywhere. And when my song begins,. I
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Bing Crosby/John Scott Trotter Orchestra. . Written by Frederic E. Weatherly. . . Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountainside;. The summer's
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Song Danny Boy - Tony Bennett. Oh danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling. It's you, it's you must go
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Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling. 'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide. But come
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In sleep he sang to me . In dreams he came . That voice which calls to me . And speaks my name . And do I dream again? . For now I find . The Phantom of the Opera is there . Inside my mind . Sing
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Bài Hát Phantom Of The Opera - Ngọc Huệ. In sleep he sang to me. In dreams he came. That voice which calls to me. And speaks my name. And do I dream again?. For now I find. The Phantom of the Opera
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Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying. 'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide But
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Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling. It's you, It's you, must go, and I must bide. But come
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Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling,. It's you, it's you must go and I must bide. But come
