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Song Molly Bán (Bawn) . Singer Alison Krauss. Come all ye young fellas. That handle a gun. Beware of night rambling. By the setting of the sun. And beware of an accident. That happened of late
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Song Molly Brown(Album Version) - Vince Gill. Molly Brown waits for me. In a little one-horse town. Boley, Oklahoma, where white folks don't come around. I'm thinkin' about you, Molly. I'm
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Listen close and don't be stoned. I'll be here in the morning 'cause I'm just floating. Your cigarette still burns. Your messed-up world will thrill me Alison, I'm lost. "Alison," I said, "We're
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Song Molly - Kenny Rogers. Molly never had a chance to have a love affair. Her mom stayed sick and her dad stayed drunk,. And her baby sister never seemed to care. When her body ached for loving
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picture your face at the back of my eyes. A fire in the attic, a proof of the prize. Anna Molly, Anna Molly, Anna Molly A cloud hangs over and mutes my happiness. A thousand ships couldn't sail me back
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picture your face at the back of my eyes. A fire in the attic, a proof of the prize. Anna Molly, Anna Molly, Anna Molly A cloud hangs over and mutes my happiness. A thousand ships couldn't sail me back
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She said she'd take me anywhere, she'd take me anywhere. As long as she stays with me. She said she'd take me anywhere, she'd take me anywhere. As long as I stay clean Kiss, kiss Molly's lips. Kis
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Bài hát Miss Molly - Willie Nelson. Oh, have you seen Miss Molly? Her cheeks are rosy red. Now when Miss Molly's smilin' the sun is dim a spell. I'll trade my horse and saddle Cow drivin' I'll
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and made a mess. . I picture your face in the back of my eyes,. A fire in the attic, a proof of the prize,. Anna-molly, anna-molly, anna-molly. . A cloud hangs over,. And mutes my happiness,. A
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Song Maybe - Alison Krauss. Yesterday the odds were stacked in favor of my expectations. Flyin' above the rest, never fallin' from the nest. Tuesday came and went and now I'm in a little situation
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Way down in Georgia. Way down in Rome. Come around the mornin'. I'll be headed home Goin' to the mountains. of the Carolines. I'll get there before the sun falls. Behind the tallest pine Pine tr
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