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old boys are ready to ride,. 'cause it's almost saturday night. . Chorus. Gonna push the clouds away, let the music have it's way,. Let it steal my heart away, and you know I'm-a-goin
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Bài hát Johnny Cash Junkie - Brooks, Dunn. I grew up on Waylon, Willie and the Stones. Soundtrack to my life is a hillbilly song. Old boys like Merle, that man in black. Said what they wanted, never
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This old town ain't been the same,. Since this old boys been gone. Lord I still got some good friends,. But I feel so all alone. All I hear is disco,. See pretty boys with high heels on
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old, yer old, yer old, yer old, yer old, yeah. Yer old, yer old, yer old, yer old Speak ill of my boys and I'll take you to pieces. So come face to face if you think I don't mean it. You're swanning
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old, yer old, yer old, yer old, yer old, yeah. Yer old, yer old, yer old, yer old Speak ill of my boys and I'll take you to pieces. So come face to face if you think I don't mean it. You're swanning
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President. War World 3 will make your poor horns bend All the old boys said they could make it last. Like Vietnam without a draft. Got the best in the biz for the marketing, yeah. We'll turn the Marlboro
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Just another bar, loud guitars. Smoke, candles burning low. And the same old boys, their backs to the bar. Staring across a crowded floor Then I hear a familiar sound. Your voice laughing out
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We get out of this fight. You gonna help me wrap my hands. Stitching up my eyes. You know blood can blind. And them was big old boys. Had fists like cinder and stone. I dodge a blade on the
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expectations of a dream. Girls are gonna love the way I toss my hair. Boys are gonna hate the way I seem Day old, day old, day old. Day old, day old, day old,. Day old, day old, day old, blues Day old, day
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in Old Munchen Late at night when they're gone away. Les boys dream of John Genet. High heel shoes and a black beret. And the posters on the wall that say Les boys do cabaret. Les boys are glad to
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my way back home. Been many an hour all by myself. In the darkest of nights, I was never ever alone Back in the San Juan Mountains again. On a ride with some good old boys. Telling stories around a
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a while the old boys. In the band began to play. And in a while the houselights. And the curtains slide away And something's going to happen. To make your whole life better. Your whole life
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Boys Will Be Boys. Backstreet Boys. Oooh, oooh boys will be boys. Oooh, oooh boys will be boys. You've got something. so incredible in my eyes. My heart starts bumpin'. Whenever you're around. The
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something touched me deep inside. The day the music died. . So. {Refrain}. Bye-bye, Miss American Pie. Drove my chevy to the levee. But the levee was dry. And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey
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. The boys of fall. In little towns like mine that's all they got. Newspaper clippings fill the coffee shops. The old men will always think they know it all. Young girls will dream about the boys of fall
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. The boys of fall. In little towns like mine that's all they got. Newspaper clippings fill the coffee shops. The old men will always think they know it all. Young girls will dream about the boys of fall
