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dịch xéo đi nhanh. Phương Mỹ Chi. Nam quốc sơn hà nam đế cư. Tiệt nhiên định phận tại thiên thư. Như hà nghịch lỗ lai xâm phạm. Nhữ đẳng hành khang thủ bại hư. All. Nam Quốc Sơn Hà nam đế cư. Tiệt nhiên
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stay an honest lovin' son Son of my father. Molded, I was folded, I was preform-packed. Son of my father. Commanded, I was branded in a plastic vac'. Surrounded and confounded by statistic facts
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Tonight my head is bowed in sorrow. I can't keep the tears from my eyes. My son calls another man daddy. The right to his love I've been denied My son calls another man daddy. He'll ne'er know my
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Chương Mỹ quê hương anh hùng. Sáng tác Phi Thường. Đường về quê tôi, ven đường số sáu. Đây Trăm Gian chùa, huyền thoại cổ kính linh thiêng. Đoàn quân năm xưa, trung dũng kiên cường. Trai tài gái đảm
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I hear, I speak, counted the words all of my life. I see, I dream, if world's a womb, I'd be the knife. I run, I flee, your fingers just won't leave my head. I hear you speak for those I left for
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Bài hát My Old Man’s Son - Eli Young Band. I know there something about me. I didn't know. I didn't see. Back when I tend to take for granted. The ones who made a man of me. That kid I was. He
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the bells ring as the tight rigging sings. It's a son of a gun of a chorus Where it all ends I can't fathom my friends. If I knew I might toss out my anchor. So I cruise along always searchin' for
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forever, stay with you together. You're my heart, you're my soul. Yeah, a feeling that our love will grow. You're my heart, you're my soul. That's the only thing I really know. Quang Sơn. www. facebook. com
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sheet in as we ride on the wind. That our forefathers harnessed before us. Hear the bells ring as the tight rigging sings. Its a son of a gun of a chorus. . Where it all ends I can't fathom my
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sheet in as we ride on the wind. That our forefathers harnessed before us. Hear the bells ring as the tight rigging sings. Its a son of a gun of a chorus. . Where it all ends I can't fathom my
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Mỹ Trạch. Quê nội bà con lưu khách. Thế rồi mẹ làm dâu xa. Câu chuyện mẹ kể sân ga. Nụ cười mẹ cha lưu luyến. Quà quê Thanh Trà, Mận Tiến. Ngọt ngào chùm trái dâu tiên. Ga nhỏ yêu thương trìu mến. Chờ
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Mỹ Trạch. Quê nội bà con lưu khách. Thế rồi mẹ làm dâu xa. Câu chuyện mẹ kể sân ga. Nụ cười mẹ cha lưu luyến. Quà quê Thanh Trà, Mận Tiến. Ngọt ngào chùm trái dâu tiên. Ga nhỏ yêu thương trìu mến. Chờ
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Song Son Of Sam - Elliott Smith. Something's happening. Don't speak too soon. I told the boss off, made my move. Got nowhere to go. Son of Sam. Son of the shining path, the clouded mind. The couple
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Stole my children, left my son. Of all of them, he's the only one who did not mean that much to me. I tip my cap to the raging sea My daughter, she's the pretty one. I married her off to the
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Bài hát My Son Calls Another Man Daddy(Polydor Single Version) - Hank Williams. . Tonight my head is bowed in sorrow. I can't keep the tears from my eyes. My son calls another man daddy. The right
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. You don't know what's going. You don't know what's going on my son Far be it for me to say you're brain dead. It might help if you get your ass out of bed. It twists me inside to see your
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she flies Find me in my field of grass. Mother Nature's son. Swaying daisies, sing a lazy song beneath the sun Mother Nature's son
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. When the room goes very quiet. And there's hatred in their eyes -. . You better give me the chance. I'll cut you down with a glance. Yeh, with my small axe - so help me,. Woodcutter's Son lyrics on
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veil. Ride on my son, ride on my son. Ride until you fail Something comes and something goes. And something dies before it grows. And I'm like a sea diver. Who's lost in space ("Sweet", said His
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veil. Ride on my son, ride on my son. Ride until you fail Something comes and something goes. And something dies before it grows. And I'm like a sea diver. Who's lost in space ("Sweet", said His
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veil. Ride on my son, ride on my son. Ride until you fail Something comes and something goes. And something dies before it grows. And I'm like a sea diver. Who's lost in space ("Sweet", said His
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me love, her dad calls me son, alright, alright. I know, I know, I know for sure. Chorus. Every body wanna steal my girl. Everybody wanna take her heart away. Couple billion in the whole wide world
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Steady girl on your feet. You and your wanderings. Bread can feed a few. So can some cartoons So it ends, so it begins, I'm my father's son. Plant another seed of hate in a trusting virgin gun
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she flies Find me in my field of grass, Mother Nature's son. Swaying daises, sing a lazy song beneath the sun I'm Mother Nature's son
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Bài hát Carry On Wayward Son (The Voice Performance) - Terry McDermott. Carry on my wayward son. There'll be peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to rest. Don't you cry no more. Ah. Once I
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Bài hát Carry On Wayward Son (The Voice Performance) - Terry McDermott. Carry on my wayward son. There'll be peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to rest. Don't you cry no more. Ah. Once I
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still was a mad man. I hear the voices when I'm dreaming,. I can hear them say. Carry on my wayward son,. There'll be peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to rest. Don't you cry no more
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barely breathe Forsaken beauty lies again. These empty arms embrace what's come undone. A life together torn apart by halos of the son The loss becomes the lover. The emptiness becomes my everything. I
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will Oh, the cross. Oh, the cross. The cross is my confession. Oh. , your cross For I believe in God the father. And in his son there is no other. His very life living inside (repeat 4X) This I
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light. Shall I fall one more time? Son Of The Morning Star x2 Should I feel lost somehow?. Do I feel less than thou?. Could I be less undone?. Could I fall deeper down? Incomprehensible
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I come from a genius, I am my father's son. Yeah, too bad he was a psychopath and now I'm the next in line. Lonely nest dear mother, yes, surely she's a work of art. I never got top dollar, but
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Goodbye Joe, me gotta go, down the bayou. Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou. My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh, my oh. Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun on the bayou. . Jambalaya, a
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. . "You're a *, you're a *. But you're still my son. You're a *, you're a *. But what's done is done. ". . Billy, he's a big boy, he stood by my side. And as he looked down at me
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