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Behind the mountains where the cuckoo sings. They tried to mine a miner for his golden veins. But a guy gets lonely and a guy gets sick. Evil woman, you're bound to make a mess of it 'Cause you're
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Tell your story. Roll the truth around your head. Bound for glory. I ain't getting out of this bed. The sun comes struggling on. Yesterday's dead and gone. . Tell your story. Put the night
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On Jordan's stormy banks I stand. And cast a wishful eye. To Canaan's fair and happy land. Where my possessions lie I am bound for the Promised Land. I am bound for the Promised Land. Oh who
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I will suffer tonight. I found a man I can trust and boy, I believe in us. I am terrified to love for the first time. Can you see that I'm bound in chains?. I've finally found my way. I am bound to
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tiHomeward Bound. arSimon & Garfunkel. al. Homeward Bound 228. by Simon & Garfunkel. Words and Music by Paul Simon. From the 1966 album "Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme". © 1966 Columbia LP CS 9363
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tiHomeward Bound. arSimon & Garfunkel. al. Homeward Bound 228. by Simon & Garfunkel. Words and Music by Paul Simon. From the 1966 album "Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme". © 1966 Columbia LP CS 9363
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Darlin', there's a thing or two, I want to take the time to say. Every moment here with you, puts heaven in my day. I'm mystified by the smile that blossoms on your face. And the magic seems to
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. It means that pretty soon we'll cover ground. And then I'll holler, so the world will know. Hmm, here I go, I'm Alabamy bound. . I'm Alabamy bound. There'll be no heebie-jeebies hangin' 'round
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you're bound to love again. . And he just came from Eden. Where the fruit was on the tree. And he passed me some and signalled. That the world was there to see. And it seemed so wide and opened. And
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cigarettes and magazines. And each town looks the same to me for movies and the factories. And every stranger's face I see reminds me that I long to be. Homeward bound. strings . Tonight I'll sing my
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cigarettes and magazines. And each town looks the same to me the movies and the factories. And every stranger's face I see reminds me that I long to be. Homeward bound. I wish I was. Homeward bound. Home
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tiHomeward Bound. arSimon & Garfunkel. al. Homeward Bound 228. by Simon & Garfunkel. Words and Music by Paul Simon. From the 1966 album "Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme". © 1966 Columbia LP CS 9363
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Bài hát This Train Is Bound For Glory - Jim Hendricks. This Train Is Bound For Glory. New Words and Music Adaptation by Woody Guthrie. This train is bound for glory, this train. . This train is
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I don't know where I'm bound. I don't know where I'm bound. Whistles calling me away. Leaving at the break of day and. I don't know where I'm bound. . Can't stand locks, bars or doors. Mean
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a space bound rocket ship and your heart's the moon. And I'm aiming right at you. Right at you. Two hundred fifty thousand miles on a clear night in June. And I'm aiming right at you. Right at you
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. ♪. We were victims of the night. The chemical, physical, kryptonite. Helpless to the bass and the fading light. Oh, we were bound to get together. Bound to get together. She took my arm. I don't know how
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Well, I'm goin' to a place where the tough guys go. And come out even tougher. A place where a man don't show his feelings,. A place where a man don't cry. Well they say I'm being punished. And
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know that you've got me, you've got me She's castle bound restricted from the sounds, that assure her I'm OK. To preserve means I'm getting near, a kiss means I've survived. And is it not enough, is it
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destiny. She said, "Ooh-ooh-hoo,. Shut up and dance with me. ". We were victims of the night,. The chemical, physical, kryptonite. Helpless to the bass and the fading light. Oh, we were bound to get
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. . Drought's heir. . Sown my money. Sold my shirt. Sown my money. . Migrate. Job on the threshing line. Mute I walk. Idle ground. Westward bound
