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I indeed, I indeed can see. I indeed, I indeed can see. But the question is can you see me. But the question is can you see me. I indeed, I indeed can see. I indeed, I indeed can see
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you? Yes indeed I am the bird that cannot be caged completely. Even though I long to spread my wings so bittersweetly. What will I do, shall I hold my love in silence?. Wonder if you feel it too
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you? Yes indeed I am the bird that cannot be caged completely. Even though I long to spread my wings so bittersweetly. What will I do, shall I hold my love in silence?. Wonder if you feel it too
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you? Yes indeed I am the bird that cannot be caged completely. Even though I long to spread my wings so bittersweetly. What will I do, shall I hold my love in silence?. Wonder if you feel it too
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Song Now - Scotty McCreery. Could be a house, could be a field. Could be a parking lot or up on top of Kill Devil Hill. A hillbilly yacht out on a lake. A rundown barn or underneath the stars on a
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What does it matter to me that you've gone. The memory's all in a dream. And though it seems I ought to be. With a good night's yawn, the heartache is gone. Yes Indeed For lovin' you I have been
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Song Something More - Scotty McCreery. By now I think I've heard every line. There is to hear 'bout a truck. And I've got the point that the beer tastes good. When you're down on your luck. But don't
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Song I Love You This Big - Scotty McCreery. I know I'm still young. But I know how I feel. I might not have too much experience. But I know when love is real By the way my heart starts pounding
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Song That Old King James - Scotty McCreery. Preacher gave it to him when he was eight,. That Sunday morning he got saved in that little church. Grandaddy totted it to Bible school. I bet back then
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nightclubs. And you can have your drive in picture show. I'll stay here with my little man near. We'll listen to the radio. Biding my time and. Watching Scotty grow. Making a castle out of building
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What does it matter to me that you've gone. The memory's all in a dream. And though it seems I ought to be. With a good night's yawn, the heartache is gone. Yes Indeed For lovin' you I have been
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(Scotty Morris). Go, daddy-o!. Go, daddy-o!. Go, daddy-o!. Go, daddy-o!. Go, daddy-o!. Go, daddy-o!. Go!. Go!. Go!. Go!. Go!. Go!. You got to go, daddy-o!
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