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been beaten down and bruised. And everyday I'm feeling more and more misused. I never thought that I would be without your love. Years gone by, you're still the one I'm thinking of Sweet Savannah, you
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ti. ar. al. Linda Ronstadt - You're No Good. Feeling better, now that we're through. Feeling better cause I'm over you. I learnt my lesson, it left a scar. Now I see how you really are. You're no good
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Savannah, savannah, savannah,. Savannah, savannah, savannah. Savannah, savannah, savannah,. Savannah, savannah, savannah.
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You're gonna quit me, baby. Good as I been to you, lord, lord. Good as I been to you, lord, lord. Good as I been to you Give you my money, honey. Buy you shoes and clothes, lord, lord. Buy you sh
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tiForgetful Heart. arBob Dylan. alTogether Through Life. Bob Dylan - Forgetful Heart. Forgetful heart. Lost your power of recall. Every little detail. You don't remember at all. The times we knew
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You're gonna quit me, baby. Good as I been to you, Lawd, Lawd. Good as I been to you, Lawd, Lawd. Good as I been to you. . Give you my money, honey. Buy you shoes and clothes, Lawd, Lawd. . Yo
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tiBlowing in the Wind. arBob Dylan. al. Blowing in the Wind. Written by Bob Dylan. Translated by . How many roads must a man walk down. Before you call him a man?. How many seas must a white dove
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One more Sunday in Savannah. Hear the whole creation shoutin', 'Praise the Lord'. See them flingin' out the banner. While the congregation says 'Amen'. . Young folks, tendin' Sunday school
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Bài hát Diviners - Savannah, Philly K. Lions roaring in the morning sun. Searching for a longer day. People feeling like the light has just come. We must never stop the way. Birds are chirping and I
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Savannah, I hope to be there by the morning. And see this pining all transforming. Into the arms of the Georgia sun Savannah, I'd love to feel the heat the sunrise. Brushing rays across my
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You know I'd fall apart without you . I don't know how you do what you do . 'Cause everything that don't make sense about me . It makes sense when I'm with you . Like everything that's green, girl I n
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By Bob Dylan. . Well, your clock is gonna stop. At Saint Peter's gate. Ya gonna ask him what time it is,. He's gonna say, "It's too late. ". Hey, hey!. I'd sure hate to be you. On that
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One more Sunday in Savannah. Hear the whole creation shoutin', "Praise the lord". See them flinging out the banner. While the congregation says, "Amen" One more Sunday in Savannah. Hear the whole
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ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan"Pretty Peggy-O". I've been around this whole country. But i never yet found fennario. Well, as we marched down. As we marched down. but as we marched down to fennario. Well
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ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan"Pretty Peggy-O". I've been around this whole country. But i never yet found fennario. Well, as we marched down. As we marched down. but as we marched down to fennario. Well
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Song The Love That Faded - Bob Dylan. The love that faded left me only tears. Days that were happy turned into lonely years. Vows that we made turned into lies. My life is empty, my lonely heart
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by Bob Dylan. Now, there's a certain thing. That I learned from Jim. That he'd always make sure I'd understand. And that is that there's a certain way. That a man must swim. If he expects to live off
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by Bob Dylan. I got mixed up confusion. Man, it's a-killin' me. Well, there's too many people. And they're all too hard to please. Well, my hat's in my hand. Babe, I'm walkin' down the line. An' I'm
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Song Girl From The North Country - Johnny Cash, Bob Dylan. If you're travelin' in the north country fair. Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline. Remember me to one who lives there. She once
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One more. Sunday in Savannah. Hear the whole creation shoutin'. Praise the Lord. See them flinging out the banner. While the congregation says amen. . Young folk. Tendin' Sunday School. They
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By Bob Dylan. . Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more. Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more. Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more. And ain't a-gonna grieve no more. . Come on brother
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tiIf You Ever Go To Houston. arBob Dylan. alTogether Through Life. Bob Dylan - If You Ever Go To Houston. If you ever go to Houston, better walk right. Keep your hands in your pockets and your gun
