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His name was King. He had a horse. Along the countryside. I saw him ride. He had a gun. I knew him well. Oh, I heard him singing. I knew he loved someone. His name was King (His name was King). He
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Moonlight Cocktail. Glenn Miller & his Orchestra. Words by Kim Gannon. Music by Lucky Roberts #1 from week of February 28, 1942 to week of May 2, 1942 Couple of jiggers of moonlight and add a star
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. To taste the sweet and sour. The pattern juggler lifts his hand. The orchestra begin. As slowly turns the grinding wheel. In the court of the crimson king. On soft grey mornings widows cry. The wise
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Bài hát The Windsor Waltz - Vera Lynn, Soldiers, Sailors & Airmen Of H. M. Forces, Roland Shaw, His Orchestra. Remember, my darling, the night that we met. Dancing the old Windsor waltz. I saw you
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Bài hát The King Has Lost His Crown - ABBA. I believe your new girl turned you down. And they say she's pushing you around. How does it feel, I guess it hurts your pride. Tell me my friend how many
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SONG Whatever Will Be, Will Be (Que Sera, Sera) - Doris Day, Frank DeVol, His Orchestra. When I was just a little girl. I asked my mother, What will I be?. Will I be pretty? Will I be rich?. Here's
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I Got A Guy. Chick Webb & his Orchestra. v_Ella Fitzgerald (1937). . I got a guy. He don't dress me in sable. He looks nothing like Gable. But he's mine. And I think he's too divine. I got a
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The sun came up on the Spanish sea. Our homeland far behind us. Being junted by the King's Navy. It's sure he'd never find us. Pull away, me lads o' the Cardiff Rose. And hoist the Jolly Roger
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(Roger Taylor). . Same cycle happen every day. Same characters same play. My game plan's become clear. Gotta find a way out of here. There ain't no place to run. No welcome mat in my home. No
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(Roger Taylor). . There once was a king of paris. There once was an emperor of brazil. There was maybe a loch ness monster. There once was a buffalo bill. Now you can search the whole wide
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man so sad. I'm riding out to get those men. Who hurt my people bad, so bad The king will return with gold in his hand. The castle will burn in the enemy land. The king will return with gold in his
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king. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. You can call me, you can call me king You are the winner, you may have come from the slums. But you're the one, you were made in His image and glory. You're supposed to be
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Rain King ensures there's nowhere to go. It's jet stream, daydream, cocksure hard luck show. His lips a fountain, his daylight sparks He's a shotgun, schoolyard, street-wise, white hot kid. Little
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What child is this?. Who meant to rest on Mary's lap is sleeping. Who angels greet with anthem sweet. While shepherds watch our keeping This, this is Christ, the King. Whom shepherds guard and
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(Roger Taylor and Nicholas Evans). . Between men, between horses there is mistrust and fear. And it's only got deeper with the passing of years. We know this from paintings we know this from
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When they begin the beguine. It brings back the sound of music so tender. It brings back a night of tropical splendor. It brings back a memory ever green I'm with you once more under the stars. An
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inside. Forever hidden from the sun Madness reigns. In the Hall of the Mountain King. Oh yeah His deep. Dark eyes. Keep watch on his kingdom. And the mysteries that sleeps safe inside. His hall
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inside. Forever hidden from the sun. . Madness reigns. In the Hall of the Mountain King. Oh yeah. . His deep. Dark eyes. Keep watch on his kingdom. And the mysteries that sleeps safe inside. His
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(Roger Taylor). . Same cycle happen every day. Same characters same play. My game plan's become clear. Gotta find a way out of here. There ain't no place to run. No welcome mat in my home. No
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(Roger Taylor). . Same cycle happen every day. Same characters same play. My game plan's become clear. Gotta find a way out of here. There ain't no place to run. No welcome mat in my home. No
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hearts swell. This is the story when love was king. When love was king, do you remember?. When love was king, when love was king. I remember when love was king He ruled the land, with his fist unfurled
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hearts swell. This is the story when love was king. When love was king, do you remember?. When love was king, when love was king. I remember when love was king He ruled the land, with his fist unfurled
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