Well a-way down yonder on the Candy Creek. I whittled out a fiddle from my wagon seat. I fiddled my fiddle and I rubbed my bow. Play a little tune wherever I go. . Chorus. . Sleepy-eyed John
Do what John?Do what John?Come again do what?Do what John?Do what John?Do what?Do what?Do what?Do where John?Do where John?With what, with whom and when?Triffic, really triffic!Pardon?Come again?
Bài hát Like I'm Gonna Lose You - Meghan Trainor, John Legend. Meghan Trainor. I found myself dreaming in silver and gold. Like a scene from a movie that every broken heart knows. We were walking on
clods upon his head. Till these three men were satisfied John Barleycorn was dead. (Chorus). There's beer all in the barrel and brandy in the glass. But little Sir John, with his nut-brown bowl
spider john is my name friend. I'm in between freights and I sure would be obliged. If you'd share your company. I'm on my way to nowhere been running from my past. running from the things i used
Saw a flea kick a tree. Fooba wooba, fooba wooba. Saw a flea kick a tree. Fooba wooba John Saw a flea kick a tree. In the middle of the sea. Well, John, ho, John. Fooba wooba John Saw a rat
