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I live out in the woods. People I got wolves' blood in my veins. I live way out in the woods. People you know I've got wolves' blood in my veins. Well you know the crocodiles and the foxes and
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Hey. Look at the way she's wavin' her sail. It's a wondrous sight to see. People hurry on down from every town. Have a look at the Robert E. Lee. Proud and strong and made to be free. Can't go
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From Chris Warren's Robert Plant site used with permission This is the English part of the lyric sung by Robert Plant. From my island home I feel a chance. Kiss the tide - goes time and
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my only escape from it all. Watchin' a film or a face on the wall Robert De Niro's waiting. Talking Italian. Robert De Niro's waiting. Talking Italian. Robert De Niro's waiting. Talking Italian
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had lost what should have been found And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford. I'm low as a paid assassin is. You know I'm cold as a hired sword. I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up. You
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Everybody knows when you go to the show. You can't take the kids along. You've gotta read the paper and know the code. Of G, PG and R and X. And you gotta know what the movie's about. Before you
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Song The Raven And The Coyote . Singer Robert Earl Keen. I've been riding all day long. through the wall of rain. In the shadow of the mountains . on the barren plains. To my angel in the village
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Night Patrol. By Robert Cray. . See him huddled in the shadows, sleepin' on his cardboard bed. Usin' rags for a pillow, where he lays his unwashed head. His blankets old newspapers, they're not
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Song Paint The Town Beige(Album Version) . Singer Robert Earl Keen. I gave up the fast lane for a blacktop county road. Just burned out on all that talk about Incomprehensible. I traded for a
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Fallin'. By Robert Klein. Original Artist. . I'm afraid to fly. And I don't know why. I'm jealous of the people the who are not afraid to die. It's just that I recall. Back when I was small
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Robert's appearance is something to behold. Dressed in the finest of store bought clothes. My mamma sews my clothes cause I'm just a poor girl. But Robert is as real as his daddies gold Robert
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Song Merry Christmas From The Family . Singer Robert Earl Keen. Mom got drunk and Dad got drunk . at our Christmas party. We were drinking champagne punch . and homemade eggnog. Little sister
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Song Paint The Town Beige(Album Version) . Singer Robert Earl Keen. I gave up the fast lane for a blacktop county road. Just burned out on all that talk about Incomprehensible. I traded for a
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By Robert Johnson. Recording of November 27, 1936. San Antonio, Texas. . I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees. I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees. Asked the lord above
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By Robert Johnson. Recording of November 27, 1936. San Antonio, Texas. . I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees. I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees. Asked the lord above
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Song The Road Goes On And On(Album Version) - Robert Earl Keen. I don't care what you say. I never liked you anyway. Wouldn't give you the time of day . If I had the time to spend. You're malicious
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Song Barbeque - Robert Earl Keen. Ooh, when I was a little boy, only one or two. First thing I did enjoy was a plate of barbecue . Barbecue, sliced beef and bread. Ribs and sausage and a cold big
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Song Rich Woman - Robert Plant, Alison Krauss. I got a woman with plenty of money. She got the money and I got the honey. Called my baby late last night. She told me daddy everything was all right
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Kind hearted woman blues. Robert Johnson. I got a kind hearted woman. Do anything in this world for me. I got a kind hearted woman. Do anything in this world for me. But these evil-hearted
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Kind hearted woman blues. Robert Johnson. I got a kind hearted woman. Do anything in this world for me. I got a kind hearted woman. Do anything in this world for me. But these evil-hearted
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By Robert Palmer / Frank Blair / Dony Wynn. . We tell sweet lies, fooling one another. (We gain a fake upper hand). We get outsmarted when we rediscover. We underplay. . You took me in - I
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Well, You've heard about the alligators sleepin' in the shade. You've heard heard about the sugar barons screwin' up the 'glades,. It's a melting pot existence. That is hard to contemplate. And a
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