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Danny is my name, oh yes My name should be trouble. My name should be woe. For trouble and heartache. Is all that I know But Danny. Yes, Danny is my name. Oh, oh, oh yes, oh yes My life has been
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Oh, Danny boy. The pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen. And down the mountainside The summer's gone. And all the roses falling. It's you, it's you must go. And I must bide But come
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Oh, Danny Boy. The pipes, the pipes are callin'. From Glen to Glen. And down the mountain side The summer's gone. And all the roses fallin'. It's you, it's you. Must go and I must bide Oh
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there. why did i leave you there. with your long black kitty and your funky hair. why did i leave you there. see mr danny boy. did ya see mr danny boy. he's a rock top boxer just a bundle of joy
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,. 'Caus it's too easy to bruise. When you take your mark,. Danny with your aim,. Danny for my heart,. It's only pain. What does it prove,. Again and again?. Danny nobody wins. (1. 23). If it's
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na na na na na na. It's too late, it's to late Danny was young boy. sitting at a table. playing with the dirty cards. hiding all the jokers, hitting all the aces. playing with the dirty cards It's
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na na na na na na. It's too late, it's to late Danny was young boy. sitting at a table. playing with the dirty cards. hiding all the jokers, hitting all the aces. playing with the dirty cards It's
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na na na na na na. It's too late, it's to late Danny was young boy. sitting at a table. playing with the dirty cards. hiding all the jokers, hitting all the aces. playing with the dirty cards It's
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na na na na na na. It's too late, it's to late Danny was young boy. sitting at a table. playing with the dirty cards. hiding all the jokers, hitting all the aces. playing with the dirty cards It's
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na na na na na na. It's too late, it's to late Danny was young boy. sitting at a table. playing with the dirty cards. hiding all the jokers, hitting all the aces. playing with the dirty cards It's
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Song Danny Boy - Tony Bennett. Oh danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling. It's you, it's you must go
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Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling. 'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide. But come
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Bing Crosby/John Scott Trotter Orchestra. . Written by Frederic E. Weatherly. . . Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountainside;. The summer's
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Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying. 'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide But
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Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling. It's you, It's you, must go, and I must bide. But come
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Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling,. It's you, it's you must go and I must bide. But come
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Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountain side. The summer's gone and all the roses dying. 'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bye But come ye back
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Oh, Danny Boy The Pipes, the pipes are calling. from glen to glen,and down the mountainside. the summer's gone and all the roses falling. Tis you, Tis you, must go and I must bide But Come ye back
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Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling. It's you, It's you, must go, and I must bide. But come
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Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying. 'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide. But
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Bài hát Danny Boy - Harry Belafonte. Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling,. It's you, it's you
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When I hit the club all the girls show me love. While at the bar, got drank by the jug. In the v. i. p with the chicks and the drugs. It's the T. I. P, Bun-B and Slim Thug When I hit the club all
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Danny Says. Danny says we gotta go. Gotta go to idaho,. but we can't go surfing. 'cause its 20 below. Sound checks at 5 o' 2. Record stores and interviews. Oh but i can wait to be with you. tomorrow
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wheel. When you see a pimp shinin', bitch, tell me how you feel Now who other than Slim Thugga still tippin' on fo's. Wrapped up in 'gator bo's closin' them candy do's. Drank poe, music slow, how I
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Danny came over to old New York. From Bandon town in the county Cork. He got a room on the avenue in Woodside Queens. And a job off the books doin' demolition He was kind of different than
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I'm A King Bee 3 01 Trk 2. Slim Harpo. (James Isaac Moore). Slim Harpo - vocal & harmonica. W/Guitar Gable's guitarists, Clinton 'Fats Perodin - bass. Clarence 'Jockey' Etienne - drums
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Song Danny Boy - Tony Bennett. Oh danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling. It's you, it's you must go
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Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From Glen to Glen and down the mountain side. And the summer's gone, all the leaves are dying. It's you, it's you, must go and I must bide But come
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Oh Danny boy. The pipes, the pipes are calling. From Glen to Glen. And down the mountain side. . The summer's gone. And all the roses falling. It's you, it's you. Must go and die must bide
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. . You broke my heart, danny boy. Not your fault, danny boy. I was had at the doorstep. Played, like a two to a four-set. Had, like poor job in the bible by god. . Day comes, i wake. I wake with a
