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would shine in the morning. The same bright eyes would welcome me home. And the moon would rise way over my head. And get through the night alone And the same old sun would shine in the morning. The
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Bài hát Old Town Road (Remix) - Lil Nas X, Billy Ray Cyrus. Yeah, I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road. I'm gonna ride 'til I can't no more. I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road. I'm
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he's almost blind. Don't let her out much except at night. But I don't care 'cause I'm all right. . Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home. Young folks roll on the floor. Oh, the sun
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I gotta get home there's a garden to tend. There's fruit on the ground and the birds have all moved back into my attic. Whistling static. When the young learn to fly I will patch all the holes up
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. How to take the long way home. . Verse. The southern rain was heavy. Almost heavy as your heart. A cavalcade of strangers came. To tear your world apart. . Verse. The bells of old Saint Mary's
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much I want you to know. . Chorus. When I finally make it home when I finally make it home. . Then I'll gaze upon the throne of the King frozen in my steps and all the questions that I. Swore I
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Hey, it's good to be back home again, yes, it is. Sometimes this old farm feels like a long lost friend. Hey, it's good to be back home again There's lots of news to tell you how I spent my time
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, coming home I smell your perfume on the breeze. As a hint of jasmine's calling me. While the trees are whispering your name. And all the things that they do remind me of you And I know it won't be very
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people,. Eaking our lives away. Bit by bit two lonely old people. Keeping the time of day. Here we sit out of breath and nobody asked us to play. - Old People's Home for the day - nobody asked us to
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"Weeks day hours minutes. ('till I'll be home). ". . A kiss on the cheek in the old town park. Carved your name in the shape of a heart. Walked together hand in hand. I didn't feel the rain
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me a home. You can have the rest of everything I own. 'Cause I have found me a home My old red bike, gets me around. On to the bars and the beaches of my town. There aren't many reasons I would
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"Weeks day hours minutes. ('till I'll be home). ". . A kiss on the cheek in the old town park. Carved your name in the shape of a heart. Walked together hand in hand. I didn't feel the rain
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Bài hát Coming Home - The Vamps. Of course I get lonely, I guess I ain't old me. I'm sick and I'm tired of getting used to touched on the side. I ain't this old town rule, four walls that stop me
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Hear that old train whistle howling in the night. And if that flyer's southbound things will be all right. I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now, leaving now. I'm gonna get back home somehow Don't
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eyes that makes him warm Hey, it's good to be back home again. Sometimes this old farm feels like a long lost friend. Yes and hey, it's good to be back home again There's all the news to tell him
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that makes him warm. Hey, it's good to be back home again. Sometimes this old farm feels like a long lost friend. Yes, 'n, hey it's good to be back home again There's all the news to tell him, how did
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that makes him warm. Hey, it's good to be back home again. Sometimes this old farm feels like a long lost friend. Yes, 'n, hey it's good to be back home again There's all the news to tell him, how did
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Bài hát Diamond Rings And Old Barstools - Tim McGraw. Diamond rings and old barstools. One's for queens and one's for fools. One's the future and one's the past. One's forever and one won't last
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Song Old Wore Out Cowboy - Ed Bruce. There must be someplace for old wore out cowboys. Broken down pickers and dreamers like me. Where the cue sticks are straight and the beer’s always cold. And the
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The old home town looks the same. As I step down from the train. And there to meet me is my mama and papa. Down the road I look and there comes Mary. Hair of gold and lips like cherries. It's
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Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh. Oh this takes me home. It makes me think about. Sitting outside of my old home. When I was younger and singing something like Gabar yaroo subhaano maro shabeelo
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Bài hát Home By Now - Bombay Bicycle Club. If you wanna ride,. You can come out and see me. I could be home by now. If you wanna ride,. You can come out and see me. I could be home by now. When the
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Crestfallen machines,. make me a pantomime,. dark disease. Watch my old friends leave,. now I have you to keep me down. I travel, no light rests. in the night watches as I roam. The church
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Crestfallen machines,. make me a pantomime,. dark disease. Watch my old friends leave,. now I have you to keep me down. I travel, no light rests. in the night watches as I roam. The church
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After the funeral, breaking cola nuts. We sit and reminisce about the past. And in her voice, only sadness. Her only son taken from her In every headline we are reminded. That this is not home
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Broken home. All alone. Broken home. All alone I can't seem to fight these feelings. I'm caught in the middle of this. And my wounds are not healing. I'm stuck in between my parents. I wish I
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white wine. A campfire over candle light. And when it comes to love,. Her idea of a romantic night. . Is listenin' to old Alabama. And driving through Tennessee. A little "Dixieland Delight" and
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Budweiser clock says it's almost twelve. I tipped the bartender, he rang that old bell. San Bernardino nights are great. But they sure don't feel like home Right now in Tulsa they've turned up the
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Budweiser clock says it's almost twelve. I tipped the bartender, he rang that old bell. San Bernardino nights are great. But they sure don't feel like home Right now in Tulsa they've turned up the
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if you ask me. I'm happy to be home again So now you kinda understand the story, right. Me and the fellas tryin' to bring this back together. Just like old times. Ya'll know when it used to be
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out a suitcase is getting old. People claim to know me but they cannot pick me up when I'm low. I'm coming home to my town. You make my frown turn upside down. No more lovey-dovey talking on the phone
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the stove. But the light in your eyes makes me warm. Hey, it's good to be back home again, yes it is. Sometimes this old farm feels like a long lost friend. Hey, it's good to be back home again
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out a suitcase is getting old. People claim to know me but they cannot pick me up when I'm low. I'm coming home to my town. You make my frown turn upside down. No more lovey-dovey talking on the phone
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me about any of this in school. Still nobody understands the things that I don't understand I've nothing to write home about. Nothing I have figured out. Still I have the same old doubts. Nothing
