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Bài hát White House Blues - Bill Monroe. McKinley hollered, McKinley squalled. Doc said, McKinley I can't find the cause. You're bound to die, you're bound to die" Doc told the horse, he'd throw
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This track is an instrumental and has no lyrics.
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Back in the days of my childhood. In the evening when everything was still. I used to sit and listen to the foxhounds. With my dad in the old Kentucky hills I'm on my way back to the old home. The
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Song Kentucky Waltz - Bill Monroe. We were waltzin' that night in Kentucky. 'Neath the beautiful harvest moon. And I was the boy that was lucky. But it all ended too soon. As I sit here alone in
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I saw the light, I saw the light. No more darkness, no more night. Now I'm so happy, no sorrow in sight. Praise the Lord, I saw the light I wandered so aimless I filled with sin. I wouldn't let my
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Cry, cry, darling, that's what I'll do. If you should leave me with the blues. Cry, cry, darling, that's all I do. 'Cause you're the one that's in my heart For me there'll be no moonlight. If ever
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Bài hát Rocky Road Blues - Bill Monroe. Now the road is rocky but it won't be rocky long, long, long. Now the road is rocky but it won't be rocky long. Another man has got my woman and gone I've
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This nine pound hammer, it's a little too heavy. For my size, baby, for my size. I'm goin' on the mountain, gonna see my baby. But I ain't comin' back, well, I ain't comin' back Roll on buddy, don'
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Blue moon of Kentucky keep on shining. Shine on the one that's gone and proved untrue. Blue moon of Kentucky keep on shining. Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue It was on a moonlight nig
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I was a rover on land and on sea. 'Til a good woman's love made a new man of me. Life had no meaning, it was so incomplete. 'Til a good woman's love put me back on my feet stead a-roamin' I go home
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Crying holy unto the Lord. Crying holy unto the Lord. Oh, if I could I surely would. Stand on the rock where Moses stood Sinners, run and hide your face. Sinners, run and hide your face. Go and r
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All your life you've lived a sinner the bright way you've never trod. You're drifting away, you're drifting away. When you come to cross the river and you haven't met with God. You're drifting away
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