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halt. Please throw down the box sir. And madame please I don't need your money or pearls They call him Black Bart P08. The highway bandit poetry man. Leaving his poem, disappeared. Like a ghost on
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The Cadillacs roll, Katie step to the side. Tellin' jokes with strangers. A kind glance at a lonely passer-by. Jingle bells, electric lights. Oh, they rattle 'gainst the shopping cart. Even on
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Yeah, you know Katie Mae is a good girl. Folks, and she don't run around at night. Yeah, you know Katie Mae is a good girl. Folks, and she don't run around at night. Yeah, you know you can bet
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tiKatie. arKelly Jones. alOnly the Names Have Been Changed. David Ford - Katie. All this time. And all is fine. Oh call me paranoid,. But I think something's going on. I know you'd say. It looks ok
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Uh, okay, we're going to do a new song then. It's about a man named, uh. Morgan Davis, Morgan. Morgan left the house to get some Cream of Wheat. And came back with a little bit more. All right
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Heaven Must Have Sent You. Written by Steve Morgan. Heaven Must Have Sent You. Steve Morgan. --------------. Heaven must have sent
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I see your monsters. I see your pain. Tell me your problems. I'll chase them away. I'll be your lighthouse. I'll make it okay. When i see your monsters. I'll stand there so brave. And chase them all a
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Song Maybe Not Tonight - Sammy Kershaw, Lorrie Morgan. You don't touch me anymore. You never say the words I love you. You just sit behind your paper. The silence cuts me like a razor . I'm gonna
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Verse 1 Morgan Wallen. She'll set the field on fire just cuttin' across a pasture. She'll have you fallin' for it all and then leave right after. And she got a cold heart but she got a warm smile
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Song That'S What I Love About Sunday - Craig Morgan. Raymond's in his Sunday best. He's usually up to his chest in oil and grease. There's the Martin's walkin' in. With that mean little freckle
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Song Some Gave All - Billy Ray Cyrus, Craig Morgan, Jamey Johnson, Darryl Worley. I knew a man, called him Sandy Kane. Few folks even knew his name. But a hero, yes, was he. Left a boy, came back
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Here's to you, Nicola and Bart. Rest forever here in our hearts. The last and final moment is yours. That agony is your triumph Here's to you, Nicola and Bart. Rest forever here in our hearts
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Lisa & Our life is so confusing,. Bart No reason and no rhyme. We've got this funny feeling,. Getting old before our time. Gimme what ya got,. Gimme what ya got,. I know what ya got,. Gimme
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