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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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
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the bay. " Low lie the fields of Athenry. Where once we watched the small free birds fly. Our love was on the wing. We had dreams and songs to sing. It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry. By a
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Song Cotton Fields (Remastered) - 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
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Let me take you down. 'Cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields. Nothing is real. And nothing to get hung about. Strawberry Fields forever. Living is easy with eyes closed. Misunderstanding all you see
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die. The house on fire holds no shame. I will be coming home again. . Four hundred miles. Without a word until you smile. Four hundred miles. On fields of fire. . Between the woman and the boy
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die. The house on fire holds no shame. I will be coming home again. . Four hundred miles. Without a word until you smile. Four hundred miles. On fields of fire. . Between the woman and the boy
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You're walkin' in fields of clover. I hear you finally made it to the classy side of town. It made me sad, got to feelin' bad, 'til I thought it over. And now I'm alright 'cause you're alright
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never die. The house on fire holds no shame. I will be coming home again Four hundred miles. Without a word until you smile. Four hundred miles. On fields of fire Between a woman and a boy. Between
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On the fields of desolation. We are all alone. Crying in each others arms. In fear of the unknown. Feelings of uncertainty. We are all doomed. To live in solitude. And never ending gloom. On
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die. The house on fire holds no shame. I will be coming home again. . Four hundred miles. Without a word until you smile. Four hundred miles. On fields of fire. . Between the woman and the boy
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die. The house on fire holds no shame. I will be coming home again. . Four hundred miles. Without a word until you smile. Four hundred miles. On fields of fire. . Between the woman and the boy
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die. The house on fire holds no shame. I will be coming home again. . Four hundred miles. Without a word until you smile. Four hundred miles. On fields of fire. . Between the woman and the boy
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