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Hickory grove, wait for me. I'm just as poor as a man can be. Hickory grove, wait for me. I'm just as blind as the other men. That see. . Hickory grove, make the sun. Rise slower I don't have
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Shirley was a lady whose teeth were made of gold. She danced before the music and everything it told Huckleberry grove. Where the music plays into tomorrow night. Huckleberry grove. Only fools
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everything, everything that he can buy So you sometimes go out in the afternoon. Spend and hour with your lover in his bedroom. Hearing old women rolling trolleys down the road. Back to Lyndhurst Grove
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Bài hát Cypress Grove - Eric Clapton. I would rather to be buried. In some cypress grove. I would rather to be buried. In some cypress grove. Than to have a contrary woman. Lord, I never can control
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. That's a lie 'cause I see all of you. Quite clearly now. I like our looks your moves you know everything. So when I ring you up in the evening I shall meet you In the grove of eglantine. Just south of
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Street guys, walking, dancing. Sidewalk, music, hot thing. They got their boxes tuned into their favorite show. As they truck on down the road. Is that the radio. Yes that's the radio. Let it
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We took this trip to garden grove. It smelt like lou dog in the van- o yeah. This ain't no funky reggae party $5 at the door. It gets so real sometimes who wrote my rhymes. I got the microwave
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We took this trip to garden grove. It smelt like lou dog in the van- o yeah. This ain't no funky reggae party $5 at the door. It gets so real sometimes who wrote my rhymes. I got the microwave
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We took this trip to garden grove. It smelt like lou dog in the van- o yeah. This ain't no funky reggae party $5 at the door. It gets so real sometimes who wrote my rhymes. I got the microwave
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Street boy. You've been out too long. Street boy. Ain't you got enough sense to go home. Street boy. You're gonna end up alone. You need some love and understanding. Not that dead-end life
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
