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It was on the Isle of Capri that I found her. Beneath the shade of an old walnut tree. Oh, I can still see the flowers bloomin' 'round her. Where we met on the Isle of Capri She was as sweet as a
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Row, there's only seven more miles to go. Row, there's only seven more miles to go. Row, there's only seven more miles to go. Row, there's only seven more miles to go We'll reach the isle of her
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. Agony ridden desolate struggle. Underneath the dark lies an unending depth. . One foot hit the bottom, a cold touch of the ocean floor. A brief glimpse of hope, a sight of a coming relief. Loosing
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We are the crowd, we're c-comin' out . Got my flash on, it's true . Need that picture of you . It so magical, we'd be so fantastical . . Leather and jeans, garage glamorous . Not sure what it means
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Bài hát Belle Isle (Without Overdubs, Self Portrait) - Bob Dylan. One evening for pleasure I rambled to view. The fair fields all alone. Down by the banks of Loch Eiron. Where beauty and pleasure
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me to stay for a while. And I thought of a goddess to beauty. Bloomin' bright star of Bright Isle. . I humbled myself to her beauty. "Fair maiden, where do you belong ?. Are you from heaven
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You know a man could never truly understand. The beauty of a woman. Until he takes part in making one. I love you, Skye, I love you. My sunshine, you're my life, you're my life, you are You are
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of the Isle of Skye until the undersigned is departed. He really needs some help he wants to find himself. And he says that money don't matter. And there's more to life than doing what's right
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of the Isle of Skye until the undersigned is departed. He really needs some help he wants to find himself. And he says that money don't matter. And there's more to life than doing what's right
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long, long time. There he still sits on top of the hill. Well aching and jumping with all laid down. With all of them ladies you know he's lonely still. Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin
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, senor, I can see that painted wagon,. I can smell the tail of the dragon. Can't stand the suspense anymore. Can you tell me who to contact here, senor?. . Well, the last thing I remember before I
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Bài hát Highway 61 Revisited (Live with The Band, Isle Of Wight, 1969) - Bob Dylan. Oh God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son". Abe says, "Man, you must be puttin' me on". God say, "No. " Abe say
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