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They say the snow came early that winter, that year. A little foundling child on the Sister's stairs. But don't pity me, I'm the lucky one. Oh, can't you see, that's where songs come from
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. that's a tomb of memories. . THE HURT IT DON'T STOP. THE HURT IT DON'T STOP. THE HURT IT DON'T STOP MEMORIES. . Simple words from a simple man. can see more than the learning head. They turn
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. that's a tomb of memories. . THE HURT IT DON'T STOP. THE HURT IT DON'T STOP. THE HURT IT DON'T STOP MEMORIES. . Simple words from a simple man. can see more than the learning head. They turn
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Song 'Neath A Cold Gray Tomb Of Stone(Demo Version) - Hank Williams. Passing by a lonesome graveyard. Everything I love is gone. Weeping as they lay my darling. 'Neath a cold gray tomb of stone. In
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. And no one is in need. There are no guns, no bombs, no diseases. No hungry mouths to feed. . From a distance we are instruments. Marching in a common band. Playing songs of home, playing songs of
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million chances pass me by. A million chances to hold you. Take me back, take me back. To where I used to be. To hide away from all my truth. Through the light I see. A million love songs later. And here I
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Bài hát 'Neath A Cold Gray Tomb Of Stone(Single Version) - Hank Williams. Passing by a lonesome graveyard. Everything I love is gone. Weeping as they lay my darling. Neath a cold gray tomb of
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learn. No way I turn. Brings you closer to me. Searching for songs without you. Moon so cold without you. Longing to be near. Straining to hear. A song from you. Walking the stars without you. It's
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move. Music fills your heart, well that's a real fine place to start. It's from me, it's for you. It's from you, it's for me. It's a worldwide symphony. I write the songs that make the whole world sing
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move. Music fills your heart, well that's a real fine place to start. It's from me, it's for you. It's from you, it's for me. It's a worldwide symphony. I write the songs that make the whole world sing
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He was a good time, beer bar picker. Until the night she came along. He gave up his women and his liquor. And she put the sad in all his songs Something about her made him sorry. She was holy in
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radio. 'Cause from the lips of some old singer. We can share the troubles we already know. Turn 'em on, turn 'em on. Turn on those sad songs. When all hope is gone (Ah). Why don't you tune in and turn
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while you have time, let the sun shine down from above. And fill you with songs of love. . Fate doesn't hang, on a wrong or right choice. Fortune depends, on the tone of your voice. So let's sing
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Songs of life, they ring. From quiet steeples to distant valleys. Along the hillsides of lovers' hearts. Of lovers' hearts. . Come sing you songs of life. And they will keep you. From ever
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like these when we all need to hear the radio . `Cause from the lips of some old singer . We can share the troubles we already know . Turn them on, turn them on . Turn on those sad songs . When all hope
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you've sure come a long way from home So it's so long, so many, so far behind you. Fair weather friends that you no longer know. You still got the same lonely songs to remind you. Of someone you seemed
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worn out. A walking corpse that won't play dead. Disease dragged on from bed to bed. Pay for your twist, paid for shout. Wasn't meant to be. Built on complacency. Open your eyes and see. That lie
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the best love songs. Are written with a broken heart And it's a dirty old shame. When all you get from love is a love song. That's got you layin' up nights just waitin'. For the music to start
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bombing laid to waste. Throned inside a death mask Holy Cross embedded in your tomb. Casualties are buried through your mind. Certain death is screaming from the sky I live to destroy below. Hunted
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myself. Call me a fool for loving you. Please tell me where do I go from here. Where do I go. Where do I go from here. Where do I go. Tell me how did we end up this way. Never miss a good thing til it's
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the cold light of dawn. But I ain't gonna cry just to give some guy. Food for songs People going hungry. Stand like a sackfull of bones. People going hungry. Feeding a billion homes So I put my
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Bài hát All You Get From Love Is A Love Song - Jette Torp. Like sailin' on a sailin' ship to nowhere. Love took over my heart like an ocean breeze. As seagulls fly I knew that I was losin'. Love was
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I saw you walking by his side. Heard you whisper all those lies. And I couldn't keep from crying You sang him love songs tenderly. That should have been for you and me. And I couldn't keep from
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I saw you walking by his side. Heard you whisper all those lies. And I couldn't keep from crying You sang him love songs tenderly. That should have been for you and me. And I couldn't keep from
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Bài hát The Man From Bowling Green - Johnny Paycheck. She board a slow train to the city she was young and she was pretty. A full grown mountain woman that had blossomed in the spring. She took a job
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jazz. But hippie songs could be heard in our pad Eddie Rabbitt sang about how much he loved a rainy night. Abba, Devo, Benatar were there the day John Lennon died. Mr. Springsteen said he had a
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. that's a tomb of memories. . THE HURT IT DON'T STOP. THE HURT IT DON'T STOP. THE HURT IT DON'T STOP MEMORIES. . Simple words from a simple man. can see more than the learning head. They turn
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From a jack to a king of loneliness. To a wedding ring. I've played a ace and I won the queen. I walked away with your heart From a jack to a king. With no regrets I stacked, I stacked the cards
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. Stuck up on that stage singing. All I know are sad songs, sad songs. Darling, all I know are sad songs, sad songs. I'm just a singer who already blew his shot. I get along with old timers. 'Cause my
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love inside the rodeo. Top ranking in a three piece suit. Like a black work model. In lonestar boots Singing. Street songs of love. Singing. Street songs of love. Singing. Street songs of love
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you ask me. If I could be somewhere else, I'd tell you where I'd. be I'd be rollin' on a river with Credence. Stealin' kisses from Peggy Sue. I'd be knee-deep in sand on a Panama beach. In the
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you ask me. If I could be somewhere else, I'd tell you where I'd. be I'd be rollin' on a river with Credence. Stealin' kisses from Peggy Sue. I'd be knee-deep in sand on a Panama beach. In the
