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Pale moon shining on the fields below. Folks are crooning songs soft and low. Needn't tell me so because I know. It's sleepy time down south. Soft winds blowing through the pinewood trees. Folks
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Pale moon shining on the fields below. Folks are crooning songs soft and low. Needn't tell me so because I know. It's sleepy time down south. Soft winds blowing through the pinewood trees. Folks
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Pale moon shining on the fields below. Folks are crooning songs soft and low. Needn't tell me so because I know. It's sleepy time down south. Soft winds blowing through the pinewood trees. Folks
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Pale moon shining on the fields below. Folks are crooning songs soft and low. Needn't tell me so because I know. It's sleepy time down south. Soft winds blowing through the pinewood trees. Folks
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Homesick, tired, all alone in a big city. Why should eveybody pity me?. Nighttime falling, and I'm yearning for Virginia. Hospitality within ya calls me Pale moon shining on the fields below
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Homesick, tired, all alone in a big city. Why should eveybody pity me?. Nighttime falling, and I'm yearning for Virginia. Hospitality within ya calls me Pale moon shining on the fields below
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I'm a sleepy time baby, a sleepy time boy. Work only maybe, life is a joy We'll have a sleepy time, time. We'll have a sleepy time, time. We'll have a sleepy time, time. We'll have a sleepy time
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You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley. You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold. So she took her love for to gaze awhile upon the fields
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You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley. You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold. So she took her love for to gaze awhile upon the fields
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Bài hát Fields Of Gold - Sting. You'll remember me when the west wind moves. Upon the fields of barley. You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky. As we walk in fields of gold. So she took her love
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Fresh Cream, Live Cream. I'm a sleepy time baby, a sleepy time boy. Work only maybe, life is a joy. We'll have a sleepy time time. We'll have a sleepy time time. We'll have a sleepy time time
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When I was a little bitty baby,. My momma would rock me in a cradle,. In them o-o-old cotton fields back home. Well it was down in Louisiana,. Just about a mile from Texarkana,. In them o-o-old
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Fresh Cream, Live Cream. I'm a sleepy time baby, a sleepy time boy. Work only maybe, life is a joy. We'll have a sleepy time time. We'll have a sleepy time time. We'll have a sleepy time time
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fields of fire. Baby's in blue, broken in two. May the rains run through her fields of fire. Her fields of fire Now that the skies have gone clear again. And we try to talk it through, peace of mind
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Alone in the dark, incomprehensible for the fish. Waiting the sun to show it's fate. Will this be my final day or has it already gone. So then I just keep away into dreamland Dark fields of pain
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You'll remember me when the west wind moves. Upon the fields of barley. You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky. As we walk in the fields of gold. . So she took her love. For to gaze awhile
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Bài hát Fields Of Gold - Peter Hollens, Tyler Ward. You'll remember me when the west wind moves. Upon the fields of barley. You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky. As we walk in fields of gold. So
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Walkin' thru the sleepy city. In the dark it looks so pretty. Till I got to the one cafe. That stays open night and day Just a lookin' at the sleepy city. In the night it looks so pretty. No one
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fields of summer. Can you hold me? Though I'm inclined to leave my home and wander. Oh, can you keep me like a child head over heel in fields of summer? Fields of summer. Fields of summer. I am falling
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. Youll remember me when the west wind moves. Upon the fields of barley. Youll forget the sun in his jealous sky. As we walk in the fields of gold. So she took her love. For to gaze awhile. Upon the
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through the rain Silent fields of despair, my tears in the rain. Pain in my heart bleedin' through. One day we'll be back for one moment in time. Endlessly searchin' for you Who can cure my emptiness
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Bài hát Cotton Fields - Harry Belafonte. When I was a little baby,. My Mama would rock me in the cradle. In them there, ol' cotton fields at home. When I was a little baby,. My Mama would rock me in
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Bài hát Cotton Fields - Harry Belafonte. When I was a little baby,. My Mama would rock me in the cradle. In them there, ol' cotton fields at home. When I was a little baby,. My Mama would rock me in
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in his dreams. Of the future that he sees flying cars. And the world at his feet. Chorus. Sleepy little boy, filled with innocent joy. As he drifts off to sweet lullabies. Sleepy little boy, filled
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Lakes of fire filled with regret. Took your chances, your losses won't let you forget So you think that it's over?. So you think that it's done?. The fields of unforgiveness never die, they've
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Bài hát Cotton Fields - Creedence Clearwater Revival. When I was a little bitty baby. My mama would rock me in the cradle,. In them old cotton fields back home;. It was down in Louisiana,. Just about
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Bài hát Fields Of Anfield Road - V. A. Outside the Shankly Gates . I heard a Kopite calling . Shankly they have taken you away . But you left a great eleven . Before you went to heaven . Now it's
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(Words by Jack Lawrence and music by Eric Coates). . A sleepy lagoon. A tropical moon and two on an island. A sleepy lagoon. And two hearts in tune. In some lullaby land. The fireflies gleam
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bullet from a gun Out in the fields the fighting has begun. Out on the streets, they're falling one by one. Out from the skies a thousand more will die each day. Death is just a heartbeat away It
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some understanding. 'Cause I think I'm going to lose. Yes I think I'm going to lose. . Take me home, little sleepy,. You don't have to take that train. That leads you where you just don't want to
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Forever I'll enjoy you underchevement. I gonna see you every day now if I can. Why then don't the night show really matters. I still wake on the fields of regret. . There is something to this
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Well a-way down yonder on the Candy Creek. I whittled out a fiddle from my wagon seat. I fiddled my fiddle and I rubbed my bow. Play a little tune wherever I go. . Chorus. . Sleepy-eyed John
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Bài hát Trouble In The Fields (Album Version) - Nanci Griffith. Baby I know that we've got trouble in the fields. When the bankers swarm like locust out there turning away our yield. The trains roll
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Now is the time while the soft wind is blowing. Now is the time with the trees full of song. Now is the time while the wild world is turning. To lie down together in the green fields of summer
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Now is the time while the soft wind is blowing. Now is the time with the trees full of song. Now is the time while the wild world is turning. To lie down together in the green fields of summer
