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. Heed the call of the music It's still early in our morning. There's still time for singing. Let's not waste our morning. Join in the singing The outlaw of the midnight. He all too soon comes winging
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. (Listen to the music). Heed the call of the music. Heed the call of the music. It's still early in our morning. There's still time for singing. Let's not waste our morning. Join in the singing. The outlaw
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Prepare your things. Dissolve your mind. 'Cause I'm your consort beautiful queen. Of seventeen. . A blood red moon has spared our bed. But not your rivals. Beautiful queen. Prepare to reign
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Prepare your things. Dissolve your mind. 'Cause I'm your consort beautiful queen. Of seventeen. . A blood red moon has spared our bed. But not your rivals. Beautiful queen. Prepare to reign
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Song The Greatest Gift of All - Dolly Parton, Kenny Rogers. Dawn is slowly breaking. Our friends have all gone home. You and I are waiting. For Santa Clause to come. There's a present by the tree
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Song Cowboy Night Herd Song - Roy Rogers, Sons Of The Pioneers. On night guard, I’m a ridin’. ‘Round a thousand bedded steers. And tonight my thoughts are slidin’. Down the trail of distant years
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love before I wake up. Ooh, early morning love. That's when I wake up (Early). He gives me early morning love before I wake up Just as sure as the sun will rise. That look of love is in his eyes
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love before I wake up. Ooh, early morning love. That's when I wake up (Early). He gives me early morning love before I wake up Just as sure as the sun will rise. That look of love is in his eyes
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Song Coward Of The County - Kenny Rogers. Everyone considered him the coward of the county. He'd never stood one single time to prove the county wrong. His mama named him Tommy, but folks just called
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Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. Helpless to resist the notes I write. For I composed the music of
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Song The Chill Of An Early Fall(Edit) - George Strait. Well her old friend, from her own end of town dropped by today,. And way down deep inside me something died. When he came 'round to see her
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Music makes pictures and often tells stories. All of it magic and all of it true. And all of the pictures and all of the stories. All of the magic, the music is you Music makes pictures and often
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Night time sharpens. Heightens each sensation. Darkness wakes and stirs imagination. Silently the senses. Abandon their defenses. Helpless to resist, the notes I write. For I compose the music of the
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We The Best Music. Another one!. DJ Khaled. Yeah, you're lookin' at the truth, the money never lie no. I'm the one, yeah, I'm the one. Early mornin' in the dawn, know you wanna ride now (that's right
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Song With Bells On - Dolly Parton, Kenny Rogers. I'll be home with bells on . I'll be home with bells on . Trim the tree and wrap the presents turn the Christmas music on . This Christmas I'll be
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my ass in the streets and moving. Just walked in and it’s early morning. Got drunk till the break of dawn. And it don’t stop till the early morning. Passed out on my couch and yawning. Just walked in
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the middle of the day, baby. Late at night, mama. Everything gonna be all right Early in the mornin'. In the middle of the day, baby. Late at night, baby. Everything will be all right Early in the
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, tremulous and tender. Turn your face away from the garish light of day. Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light. And listen to the music of the night. . Close you eyes and surrender to your
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and it's early morning. Bump-bump 'til the break of dawn. And it don't stop 'til the early morning Passed out on the couch, I'm yawning. Just walked in and it's early morning. (Passed out again
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and it's early morning. Bump-bump 'til the break of dawn. And it don't stop 'til the early morning Passed out on the couch, I'm yawning. Just walked in and it's early morning. (Passed out again
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there. Doesn't matter who you are or where you're from. Come and dance to the music of the sun. Forget about your troubles it's alright. Let them go till we see the morning light. Feel the beat as
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. Will blow like a cold winter squall. And I'll begin to feel the chill of an early fall. . And I'll be drinking again and thinking whenever he calls,. There's a storm coming on, it won't be too long
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, tremulous and tender. Turn your face away from the garish light of day. Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light. And listen to the music of the night Close your eyes and surrender to your
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Bài hát Music Of The Night - Paul Potts. Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. Slowly, gently, night unfurls
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