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Ride. Artist Martina Mcbride. Yeah ahh yeah. You wake up from your dream and, and you don't want to face the day. You can't find a reason to think your world will ever change. You can hide beneath
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Surrender. Artist Martina Mcbride. Baby why did we get into this. If all we’re gonna do is fight. About kids and money and stupid little things. Someone’s always is gotta be right. I was just
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Ride. Artist Martina Mcbride. Yeah ahh yeah. You wake up from your dream and, and you don't want to face the day. You can't find a reason to think your world will ever change. You can hide beneath
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Wild Angels. Martina Mcbride. Between the perfect world and the bottom line. Keeping love alive in these troubled times. It's a miracle in itself. And we know too well what that's about. Still we
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Happy Girl - Martina Mcbride. Happy Girl. I used to live in a darkend room. Had a face of stone. And a heart of gloom. Lost my hope,I was so far gone. Cryin all my tears. With the curtains drawn. I
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Song Broken Umbrella - Martina McBride. You're walking around, rain coming down. I don't mind at all. Let all the clouds tear up and drown us. Winter, spring, summer, or fall . Cuz when I'm with
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Concrete Angel. Artist Martina Mcbride. She walks to school with the lunch She packed. Nobody knows what she's Holdin' back. Wearin' the same dress She wore yesterday. She hides the bruises with
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Happy Girl - Martina Mcbride. Happy Girl. I used to live in a darkend room. Had a face of stone. And a heart of gloom. Lost my hope,I was so far gone. Cryin all my tears. With the curtains drawn. I
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Oh, me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride. As we went a-walkin' down by the seaside. Now mark what followed and what did betide. For it bein' on Christmas mornin'. Now, for recreation, we went on
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Independence Day. Artist Martina Mcbride. Well she seemed all right by dawns early light. Though she looked a little worried and weak. She tried to pretend he wasn't drinkin' again. But daddy left
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My Baby Loves Me. Artist Martina Mcbride. Don't need no copy of Vogue magazine. Don't need to dress like no beauty queen. High heels or sneakers he don't give a damn. My baby loves me just the way
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My Baby Loves Me. Artist Martina Mcbride. Don't need no copy of Vogue magazine. Don't need to dress like no beauty queen. High heels or sneakers he don't give a damn. My baby loves me just the way
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I Love You. Artist Martina McBride. Yeah. The sun is shining everyday. The clouds never get in the way for you and me. I've known you just a week or two. But baby I'm so into you I can hardly
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A Broken Wing. Artist Martina Mcbride. She loved him like he was the last man on earth. Gave him everything she ever had. He'd break her spirit down. Then come lovin' up on her. Give a little Then
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Where Would You Be. Artist Martina Mcbride. I wonder where your heart is. 'Cause it sure don't feel like it's here. Sometimes I think you wish. That I would just disappear. Have I got it all wrong
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Straight To The Bone. Artist Martina Mcbride. I'm starrin' at this empty chair,. listenin' for the laughter that went. clear up to the ceiling. It's so long since you were sitting there. and now the
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Song Summer Of Love . Singer Martina McBride. The summer wind was blowin' cold. But our hearts were still on fire. The harvest moon was takin' over. And the long days growin' in time. Kiss me one
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Song When You Love A Sinner . Singer Martina McBride. when you love a sinner,. you hate the sin. you hate the temptress in the bottle. seducin' him again. and you blame the cold. for the winter
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Oh, me and my cousin, one Arthur Mcbride. As we went a-walkin' down by the seaside. Mark know what followed and what did betide. For it bein' on Christmas mornin'. Now, for recreation, we went on
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Song Valentine (With Special Guest Artist, Jim Brickman) - Martina McBride. If there were no words. No way to speak. I would still hear you. If there were no tears. No way to feel inside. I'd still
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Song Jackson - George Strait, Martina McBride. We got married in a fever. Hotter than a pepper sprout. We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson. Ever since the fire went out. I'm goin' to Jackson. I'm gonna
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Song Always Be This Way - Martina McBride. I like the way you make my heart beat faster. You got me feeling like a sweet disaster. Ooo, and I like it . You like the way I say I'm crazy about you
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Song Whatcha Gonna Do . Singer Martina McBride. it's either black or white,. it's either wrong or right. you don't get to chose. something in between. baby you and me. we're either on, we're
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Song Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow - Martina McBride. Oh the weather outside is frightful. But the fire is so delightful. And since we've no place to go. Let it snow, let it snow, let it
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Song Baby, It's Cold Outside - Dean Martin, Martina McBride. I really can't stay. (But baby, it's cold outside). I've got to go away. (But baby, it's cold outside) This evening has been. (Been
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Song Barcelona - (Friends Until The End) - Russell Watson, . Pino Palladino, Robbie McIntosh, John Savannah, . Geoff Dugmore, The Metro Voices, William Hayward, . Shaun Ryder, Royal Philharmonic
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Song Reckless - Martina McBride. For stumbling through a mess of dances. For squandering my second chances. For wrecking every dream. And breaking everything I ever had. Oooh yeah. I'm reckless and
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Song All My Ex'S Live In Texas . Singer George Strait, Jason Aldean, Ray Benson, Kenny Chesney, Eric Church, Sheryl Crow, Vince Gill, Faith Hill, Alan Jackson, Miranda Lambert, Martina McBride. All
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Song Long Distance Lullaby . Singer Martina McBride. One more hotel, one more night away from you. One more phone call, to say I'll be home soon. I'm just so tired, of all the distance in-between
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Whatever You Say. Artist Martina Mcbride. You think I'm always makin'. Something out of nothin'. You're sayin' everything's okay. You've always got an answer. Before I ask the question. Whatever you
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Song Cryin' Time - Martina McBride. Oh, it's cryin' time again, you're gonna leave me. I can see that far away look in your eyes. I can tell by the way you hold me darlin'. That it won't be long
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Wild Angels. Martina Mcbride. Between the perfect world and the bottom line. Keeping love alive in these troubled times. It's a miracle in itself. And we know too well what that's about. Still we
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