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There's a sad sort of clanging from the clock in the hall. And the bells in the steeple too. And up in the nursery. An absurd little bird is popping out to say, "Cuckoo". (Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo
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Don't go (Please stay). Don't go (Please stay). . If I got on my knees and I pleaded with you. Not to go but to stay in my ar-arms. Would you walk out the door like you did once before?. Or
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Farewell Angelina, the bells of the crown. Being stolen by bandits, I must follow the sound. Well, the triangles tingle and the trumpets play slow. Say, "Farewell, Angelina, the sky is on fire and
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aboard that ship tomorrow. Though my heart is full of tears at this farewell For you are beautiful, and I have loved you dearly. More dearly than the spoken word can tell. For you are beautiful, and I
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that ship tomorrow. Though my heart is full of tears at this farewell For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly. More dearly than the spoken word can tell. For you are beautiful, I have loved you
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this might be your last farewell ride. Some may say this might be your last farewell ride I don't see the face of kindness. And I don't hear the mission bells. I don't smell the morning roses. All I
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Doo doo. Doop doop, doop doo doop. Doo doo. Doop doop, doop doo doop I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,. Just like the ones I used to know,. Where those treetops glisten, and children listen
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Written by Bob Dylan 1965. . Farewell Angelina, the bells of the crown. Are being stolen by bandits, I must follow the sound. The triangle tingles, the music plays slow. But farewell Angelina
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When the last breath of life is gone from my body. And my lips are as cold as the sea. When my friends gather around for my farewell party. Won't you pretend you love me There will be flowers from
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Your mama says that through the week. You can't go out with me. But when the weekend comes around. She knows where we will be Kissin' in the back row. Of the movies on a Saturday night with you
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need dollar bills lining their clothes. All I need is, all I need is,. Two white horses in a line (3X). Taking me for my farewell ride. . Some may say this might be. Your last farewell ride(2X
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each one. And the table's full and overflowed. And the corner sign. Says it's closing time. So I'll bid farewell and be down the road. . Oh ev'ry girl that ever I've touched. I did not do it
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you remember walking out. The day it rained forever?. And you were wondering. If I held dreams of wedding rings Well, farewell Mr. Sorrow. Farewell Mr. Sorrow. Tomorrow is my own I believe we
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Farewell Angelina. The bells of the crown. Are being stolen by bandits. I must follow the sound. The triangle tingles. And the trumpet play slow. Farewell Angelina. The sky is on fire. And I
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. I held you tight, and the crowd sang Auld Lang Syne. Where gearing meets the sea, you turned and said to me, this year year was ours. Farewell December. Ship lights look like stars stars out in the
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(Instrumental). Weeks of monotony filled his life with an opposite extreme. No. Longer pursued by opportunists who disguised themselves with. Good intentions, his body regained strength. The
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Farewell my friend. My beautiful friend farewell You take the high road. And I'll take the low road. And we'll meet again. Farewell my friend I love you. In a funny way You take the high road
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going somewhere to make a better life. I hope that you find it on the first try. And even though it kills me. That you have to go. I know it'll be sadder. If you never hit the road. So farewell
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like the Atlantic and I'm going down like the titanic. Eyes blue like the Atlantic and I'm going down like the titanic. It wasn't all romantic. Stay hungry, stay foolish. It was their farewell message as
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SONG Jamaica Farewell (Remastered) - Harry Belafonte. Down the way where the nights are gay. And the sun shines daily on the mountain top. I took a trip on a sailing ship. And when I reached Jamaica
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. farewell. ohhhh. When you return to your home town and you discuss your trip. Will I be the guy that you put down or someone that you dong forget. I'U. never forget you. And maybe next year when you're out
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Farewell, farewell to you, who would hear. You lonely travelers all. The cold north wind will blow again. The winding road does call And will you never return to see. Your bruised and beaten sons
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Song Jamaica
Farewell (Remastered - January 1989) - Harry Belafonte. And
the sun shines daily on
the mountain top. I took a trip on a sailing ship. And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop
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I stand inside your doorway honey I don't feel a thing. you're always looking for the best that I can't never bring. so now I'm gone. and don't you ask me why. it's been so long since I've seen
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