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I met her in church, I met her in church. On a Sunday mornin'. She looked at me, with eyes aglow. As the choir sang a 'Hallelujah'. (Hallelujah) I met her in church, I met her in church
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I met her in church, I met her in church. On a Sunday mornin'. She looked at me, with eyes aglow. As the choir sang a 'Hallelujah'. (Hallelujah) I met her in church, I met her in church
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I met her in church, I met her in church. On a Sunday mornin'. She looked at me, with eyes aglow. As the choir sang a 'Hallelujah'. (Hallelujah) I met her in church, I met her in church
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mmm. said alrite. Help me sing my song. Ohhhhhhh alright. It sounds real good yall. Yea. Listen yall. Verse 1. I stopped going to church for a long time cause Ive seen a lot of things. So
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Orleans Parish Prison Well, have you seen my darkhaired girl?. She was set on her love to a hungry world. They got her clothes anA the money she took. And they wrote her name in the prison books
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Orleans Parish Prison Well, have you seen my darkhaired girl?. She was set on her love to a hungry world. They got her clothes anA the money she took. And they wrote her name in the prison books
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Bài hát Take Me To Church - Hozier. My lover's got humour. She's the giggle at a funeral. Knows everybody's disapproval. I should've worshipped her sooner. If the Heavens ever did speak. She is the
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diamonds. Sipping on champagne. She was all uptown, wearing that white gown. Taking his last name. She could those church bells. Ringing, ringing. And up in the loft, that whole choir singing, singing. Fold
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down at Biloxi Parish,. And that's good enough for me,. I found that nothing truly matters,. That you cannot find for free,. I love you more than can I tell you,. When you pass through from this
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(Bator/James). When the heroes have all died away. Priests and politicians. have all lied away now. Actors after all were only acting. Church killed knowledge. Took the world a slave. Ya gotta
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!". . Preachin' to the choir. Preachin' to the choir. Set the church afire. . Preachin' to the choir
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Intro. (Don't play me). (Don't play me). Ooh, ooh (I wanna be church girl). Ooh (I wanna be church girl). Ooh (I wanna be church girl). (Me, me, me, e-ee). Verse 1. I been up, I been down. Feel like
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There's a place near to me, where I'm longing to be. With my friends at the old country church. There with mother we went and our Sundays we spent. With our friends at the old country church
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Intro. Click-clack, yeah. Church boots. Verse 1. Yeah, my old truck is my new truck. It'll get me A to B and then to you truck. My coffee cup looks like my whiskey glass. Yeah, most folks stay the
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