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Dedication. Bonus Tracks Recorded Live at the Woodstock Festival Saturday, August 16, 1969. (previously unreleased)
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Dedication. Bonus Tracks Recorded Live at the Woodstock Festival Saturday, August 16, 1969. (previously unreleased)
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groove 'em all night Come on, baby, come on to the love festival. We will dance and groove all night. Come on baby, come on to the love festival. We're gonna party till the morning light Come to the
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Credits. Music/ Lyrics: W. Bobo, M. Lastie, & W. Correa. Santana. Dedication. Bonus Tracks Recorded Live at the Woodstock Festival Saturday, August 16, 1969. (previously unreleased). Lyrics
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I've got no strings. To hold me down. To make me fret, or make me frown. I had strings. But now I'm free. There are no strings on me. Hi-ho the me-ri-o. That's the only way to go. I want the
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extraordinary. Sweet cherry extraordinary. . Another festival. Another festival. Combined our minds. It's a rapture in disguise. . Well, I wonder if. Well, I wonder if. The secret lies beneath your
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Dedication. Bonus Tracks Recorded Live at the Woodstock Festival Saturday, August 16, 1969. (previously unreleased)
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I can't imagine a symphony, without strings. And what good are tennis shoes, without strings. One without the other just can't be complete. What about us, what about you and me Without strings
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jaechokaneun jeo Drum jeo Bass. Sori nae shimjang ttwige hae (Oh yeah). Shinggeureoun ni useumgwa. Panama haet wiro geu haessal peojeo ga. Yeoreumnal ane Festival. *** nopi jeompinghae Look at you!. Dance body
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Do you remember the festival. We took those drugs I never thought I'd get into that pumpin' stuff. A thousand eyes won't recognise us. 'Cause I know you and you know me. That's all you need and
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anything. CINDERELLA, BAKER & JACK. More than the moon. BAKER'S WIFE. I wish. CINDERELLA. The King is giving a Festival. BAKER & WIFE. More than life. JACK. I wish. CINDERELLA. I wish to go to the Festival
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. JACK. More than anything. CINDERELLA, BAKER & JACK. More than the moon. BAKER'S WIFE. I wish. CINDERELLA. The King is giving a Festival. BAKER & WIFE. More than life. JACK. I wish. CINDERELLA. I wish to
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Song Sawing On The Strings - Alison Krauss. Way back in the mountains. Way back in the hills. There used to live a mountaineer. They called him fiddlin' Will He could play 'most anything. And
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. Something inside of me started a symphony. ***! Went the strings of my heart 'Twas like a breath of spring, I heard a robin sing. About a nest set apart. All nature seemed to be in perfect harmony. ***
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vain. Tenderly press close to my breast. Kiss me, kiss me again. . <strings>. . Safe in your arms, far from alarms. . Daylight shall come but in vain. . Tenderly press close to my breast
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. Christmas bells, Christmas bells. Over the hills and over the dells. Ringing out bright, ringing out clear. Oh ring me your Christmas bells. Christmas strings, Christmas strings. Playing the peace that
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fingers. And broken guitar strings You are my Prince Charming. Draped in velvet robes. Of all that's alarming. Raw and exposed Shattered nerves. Itchy skin. Dirty words. And heroin Better, real live
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childless baker. BAKER & WIFE. I wish. NARRATOR. with his wife. BAKER. More than anything. WIFEMore than the moon. BAKER'S WIFE. I wish. CINDERELLA. The King is giving a Festival. BAKER & WIFE. More than life
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Doom doo doo doom. Doom doo doo doom. Doom doo doo doom. Doom doo doo doom. Onmome spark. Deoneun mot chama. Haneul wien festival. I wanna be with you. Areumdaun goseul. Neoege boyeojulge. You might
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Every night. Summer town. Carnival festival. Merry go for a spin. To whirl around. Where the sea song stood. And the swings began in moondown. They lit it up. Burned it down. Turn around
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Children. It's a Long Hard Journey Home. It's a Long Hard Journey Home". . I Dreamed I Saw Professor Longhair. In The Heavens High Above. Smiling Down On the Festival. Smile So Full Of Love
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Credits. Music/ Lyrics: W. Bobo, M. Lastie, & W. Correa. Santana. Dedication. Bonus Tracks Recorded Live at the Woodstock Festival Saturday, August 16, 1969. (previously unreleased). Lyrics
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Invitation to libation. Sucking all the lees to let it blow. Pushing veins like cannonade. Pulling strings in another puppet show. Think what you want that's what you'll get (that's what you'll
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mandolins in the moonlight. Mandolins in the moonlight!. See what magic you start?. A song of Italy sings. In perfect tune with the strings of my heart! We won't be tossin' coins in the fountain. Down in
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mandolins in the moonlight. Mandolins in the moonlight!. See what magic you start?. A song of Italy sings. In perfect tune with the strings of my heart! We won't be tossin' coins in the fountain. Down in
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. Live your life inside a paper can. But you'll never get to pick and choose. She's bought you and sold you. There ain't no shoe strings on Louise Come on down, come on down from the ladder. Henry, get
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take her off my mind. strings - steel . Please take her photograph.
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falling. To the sound of the breezes to row. And I'm trying to please the calling. Of your heart-strings that play soft and low
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Take Your Time, I can wait. For all the love I know will be mine. If you Take Your Time. . Take Your Time, though it's late. Heart strings will sing like a string of twine. If you Take Your
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through the bowl. hold out your hand move through the sand. and know your plate is quite full when all good things come attached by strings. don't bat an eye. just fly. when it's feeling hard look to
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start. Something inside of me started a symphony. ***! Went the strings of my heart 'Twas like a breath of spring, heard a robin sing. About a nest set apart. All nature seemed to be in perfect
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About to give rise. Like the sun never could. More often not we've been warned. Albeit, I got a taste of regret Save these strings of color. They threatened, it's too magical. That you still
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Astral engines in reverse. I'm falling through the universe again. Down among a dead mans vision. Faded dreams and nuclear fissions span The strings of fear they are holding up the race. The
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, lovers until. Love left the masquerade Fate seemed to pull the strings. I turned and you were gone. While from the darkened wings. The music box played on Sad little serenade. Song of my hearts
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start. Something inside of me started a symphony. ***! Went the strings of my heart 'Twas like a breath of spring, heard a robin sing. About a nest set apart. All nature seemed to be in perfect
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live bleeding fingers. Broken guitar strings. . You are my Prince Charming. Draped in velvet robes. Of all that's alarming. Raw and exposed. . Shattered nerves. Itchy skin. Dirty words. And
