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Crosby Stills Nash and Young Crosby. Stills Nash and Young Crosby, Stills Nash and. Young, Crosby Stills Nash and Young. Crosby Stills Nash and Young, Crosby Stills Nash. And Young Crosby Stills
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songs about the bad * that went down. "Southern man" and "Alabama" certainly told some truth. But there were a lot of good folks down here. And Neil Young wasn't around Meanwhile in north Alabama
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Written by neil diamond. . Jesus christ, fanny brice,. Wolfie mozart and humphrey bogart and. Genghis khan and. On to H. G. Wells. . Ho chi minh, gunga din. Henry luce and john wilkes booth
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hana mwodeun kkago bomyeon dwae. Pre-Chorus All. Oh, yeah, oh. Stray Kids, woo!. Oh. Chorus Bang Chan, I. N. Himdeulji ana geochin jeonggeulsoge. Ttwieodeun geon nanikka I’m okay. We goin’ higher daeum
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Why do the men stray?. Why do the women pray?. Why do the men fight?. Why do the women sympathize? Whoa, it was easier before I loved. Before this heart was turned to stone. Before this blood
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">Well I heard mister Young sing about her. Well, I heard ole Neil put her down. Well, I hope Neil Young will remember. A Southern man don't need him around anyhow. . Sweet home Alabama. Where
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(F. M. Graham). . Long ago (down on my knees). Long ago (I setted it all). Yes, the old account was settled long ago
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(F. M. Graham). . Long ago (down on my knees). Long ago (I setted it all). Yes, the old account was settled long ago
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In the still of the night. As I gaze from of my window. At the moon in its flight. My thoughts all stray to you. In the still of the night. While the world is in slumber. Oh the times without
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strong. They'll survive The wild and the young they all have their dreams. The wild and the young they got to be free. The sun never sets for souls on the run. The wild and the young, yeah Roaring
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strong. They'll survive The wild and the young they all have their dreams. The wild and the young they got to be free. The sun never sets for souls on the run. The wild and the young, yeah Roaring
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Ooh ooh. You better never tell nobody but God,. All the things I've seen. From high above this haunted city,. Under elected thrones of thieves. Where mighty men lay down their hearts. In the
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Come a little bit closer. Hear what I have to say. Just like children sleepin'. We could dream this night away. But there's a full moon risin'. Let's go dancin' in the light. We know where the
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Come a little bit closer. Hear what I have to say. Just like children sleepin'. We could dream this night away. But there's a full moon risin'. Let's go dancin' in the light. We know where the
