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Born a poor young country boy. Mother Nature's son. All day long I'm sitting, singing songs for everyone Sit beside a mountain stream. See her waters rise. Listen to the pretty sound of music as
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Born a poor young country boy, Mother Nature's son. All day long I'm sitting singing songs for everyone. Sit beside a mountain stream, watch her waters rise. Listen to the pretty sound of music as
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this life's a fragile thing. So goodbye, my dear old friend. . It's all quiet on Mother's Day. Your baby's grown and gone away. It's all quiet on Mother's Day. A forgotten mid-June gray. . We all
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I say than I was a king for a day. Once the web is spun for every mother's son Life goes on like a tapestry. Life goes on, each thread a part of me. That master plan of who I am. A day will come
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We all were called to come back. To the old home on the farm. Mother's passed away, what a mournful day. And as my daddy watched. His eyes were filled with pain and hurt. When someone stepped
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We all were called to come back. To the old home on the farm. Mother's passed away, what a mournful day. And as my daddy watched. His eyes were filled with pain and hurt. When someone stepped
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Born a poor young country boy, Mother Nature's son. All day long I'm sitting singing songs for everyone. Sit beside a mountain stream, watch her waters rise. Listen to the pretty sound of music as
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Born a poor young country boy, Mother Nature's son. All day long I'm sitting singing songs for everyone. Sit beside a mountain stream, watch her waters rise. Listen to the pretty sound of music as
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(Shel Silverstein) Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's busy, too busy to come to the phone. Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's tryin' to start a new life of her own. Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's happy so why
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(Shel Silverstein) Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's busy, too busy to come to the phone. Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's tryin' to start a new life of her own. Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's happy so why
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forget your troubles and learn to say. Tomorrow is a lovely day When I was young. My mother would watch me. On the days when it would rain. She'd see me so unhappy My nose against. The dripping
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There's a light, a different kind of light. When we close, we close our eyes. There's a place, a distant kind of place. We can't let go, just can't let go There's a faith, a stronger kind of faith.
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Well, I've been ridin' a winning horse for a long, long time. And sometimes I wonder, is this the end of the line. No one should take advantage of who they are. No man has got it made if he thinks
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Are we rolling?. A one, a two, a three, a four A mother was washing her baby one night. The youngest of ten and a delicate mite. The mother was poor and the baby was thin. 'Twas naught but an
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They say the snow came early that winter, that year. A little foundling child on the Sister's stairs. But don't pity me, I'm the lucky one. Oh, can't you see, that's where songs come from
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each day. He's no good for me, but I can't break away. Ooh, each day love gets a little stronger. Ooh, heartaches lasts a little longer Help, help me mother dear. Help, help me mother dear All my
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, oh you should know,. I'm so thankful and so hopeful that some day soon, i'll shine like you. And once again mother,. You are right there mother,. You are my guiding light,. My shoulder, my shelter
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"So, you're going to leave the old home, Jim. Today you're going away. So, you're going among the city folks to dwell". So spoke a kind old mother. To her boy one summer day. "If your mind's
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Hallelujah, I'm a freak, I'm a freak, hallelujah. Every day of the week, I'ma do ya like I want ya. I'm a Nile crocodile, a piranha. Pre-Chorus. Oh my God, she got the power. Oh, look at her, she got
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this love, my brothers and sisters. Feel the season turn, she is the mother of time. Wonders that take you, rivers that give. That's where mother's spiritual lives Talk of a ruby, love, lover's share
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each day. He's no good for me, but I can't break away. Ooh, each day love gets a little stronger. Ooh, heartaches lasts a little longer Help, help me mother dear. Help, help me mother dear All my
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khuyên đôi mắt mình ngưng. Dừng nhìn ngắm em. Không thì là phí quá ấy. Bao thanh niên ghen tức quanh đây. Vì em liếc thấy anh. Tuyệt như em chẳng có mấy người. PRE-CHORUS. Nàng đẹp tựa như thiên nga. Nhẹ
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' me better. She takes her time and she ain't so cruel. I got someone to take you over. Your mother ain't so bad. What happened to you?
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sure ain't easin' my pain all these songs like. Rainy night in Georgia, Kentucky rain,. Here comes that rainy day feelin' again,. Blue eyes cryin' in the early mornin' rain,. They go on and on and
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jazz. But hippie songs could be heard in our pad Eddie Rabbitt sang about how much he loved a rainy night. Abba, Devo, Benatar were there the day John Lennon died. Mr. Springsteen said he had a
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. Mother Nature's writing to you. To you So button up your lip. You don't get many chances. In the time between the tides. The weather's rolling in. In a minute flat you'll be soaking wet. So kiss her
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you safe and sound, dear Guess I always knew this day was coming. Knew that soon you'd want to leave the nest. Soon, but not yet. (But). Shh, trust me, pet. Mother knows best Mother knows best
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my car. And it sure ain't easin my pain, all these songs about rain. "Rainy Night in Georgia", "The Kentucky Rain;. Oh Here Comes That Rainy Day Feelin Again;. "Blue Eyes Cryin in the Early Mornin
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that I, on Jesus would rely. And always walked the shining gospel way. So trusting in His love I seek that home above. Where I shall meet my mother some glad day. Her work on earth is done, the life
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. . ------------------------------------------------------------------------. F. S. Music Ltd (Prs) & Island Music Ltd. (Prs). All rights on behalf of F. S. Music Ltd. Admin by. Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp (Bmi)
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Homesick tired All alone in a big city. Why should ev'rybody pity me,. Nighttime's falling, folks are a singin',. they dance till break of day. Dear Old Southland with it's dreamy songs. Takes
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so put down your tools. And. Celebrate a Brand New Day Everyday!. . Come see the mountains and come see the. Shores. Mother nature is calling so come climb aboard. And. Celebrate a Brand New
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Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb Mother do you think they'll like the song Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls. Ooh ah, mother should I build a wall. Mother should I run for
