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. . Bob's Party Time, Bob's Party Time, Bob's Party Time. . Peck my nose with cocaine to feed my filthy hole. Bust out the dancin' women, I'm prone to lose control. And if by chance I fall down and bust
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despise, forsake thee?. Take it to the Lord in prayer. In his arms he'll take and shield thee. Thou wilt find a solace there. . What a friend we have in Jesus. All our sins and griefs to bear. What a
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He's in the jailhouse now. He's in the jailhouse now. I told him once or twice. To quit playin' cards and shootin' dice. He's in the jailhouse now Well I had a friend named Rambling Bob. Who
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He's in the jailhouse now. He's in the jailhouse now. I told him once or twice. To quit playin' cards and shootin' dice. He's in the jailhouse now Well I had a friend named Ramblin' Bob. Who
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ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan - Bob Dylan's 115th Dream. I was riding on the Mayflower. When I thought I spied some land. I yelled for Captain Arab. I have yuh understand. Who came running to the deck. Said
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, or I'm takin' you down". He jabbed him once with his billy club. The old man then rolled off the curb Well, he jabbed him again and loudly said. "Call the wagon, this man is dead". The wagon come
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When Irish eyes are smiling. Sure, it is like a morning spring. In the lilt of Irish laughter. You can hear the angels sing. . When Irish hearts are happy. All the world seems bright and gay
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his helmet and his cross-handled sword. He renounced his faith, he denied his lord. Crawled on his belly, put his ear to the wall. One way or another put an end to it all. He leaned down, cut the
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By Bob Dylan. . Sad I'm sittin' on the railroad track,. Watchin' that old smokestack. Train is a-leavin' bit it won't be back. . Years ago we hung around,. Watchin' trains roll through the
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Song Love And Affection - Bob Marley, The Wailers. *** was caused through love and affection. *** was caused through love and affection. *** was caused through love and affection. And I, I was the
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Your sweet expression. The smile you gave me. The way you looked when we met. It's easy to remember. But so hard to forget. . I hear you whisper. "I'll always love you". I know it's over, and
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Corporate or colonial. The movement is unstoppable. Like the body of a centerfold, it spreads. To the counter-culture copyright. Get your revolution at a lower price. Or make believe and throw
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Song Simmer Down - Bob Marley, The Wailers. Simmer down, you lickin' too hot, so!. Simmer down, soon you'll get dropped, so!. Simmer down, can you hear what I say?. Simmer down, simmer won't you, why
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Song Simmer Down - Bob Marley, The Wailers. Simmer down, you lickin' too hot, so!. Simmer down, soon you'll get dropped, so!. Simmer down, can you hear what I say?. Simmer down, simmer won't you, why
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know how many dreams. I've dreamed about you. Or just how empty they all seemed without you. So kiss me once, then kiss me twice. Then kiss me once again. It's been a long, long time Ah, kiss me
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miss the mark or. Over-step the line. That only you could see?. Seen a shooting star tonight. And I thought of me. Listen to the engine, listen to the bell. As the last fire truck from hell. Goes rolling
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of my heart said it, too. . 'twas a moment like this. Do you remember?. And your eyes threw a kiss. When they met mine. . Now we own all the stars and a million guitars are still playing
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starts to appear. My eyes grow misty too. . Our dreams won't come tumbling to the ground. We'll hold them fast. Darling as the strongest book is bound. We're bound to last. . Your life is my life
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Just one more chance. To prove it's you alone I care for. Each night I say a little prayer for. Just one more chance. . Just one more night. To taste the kisses that enchant me. I'd want no
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The life and land around you is good, so good, so good. You never had it so good, you never had it so good. You never had it so good, you never had it so good. You never had it so good, sister
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. Presented me with a heavenly angel. He took my hand and asked me truths aside. To his questions I replied Do you want the truth or something beautiful?. Just close your eyes and make believe. Do you want
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beyond tomorrow?. LUCY. By looking in his eyes,. Will I see beyond the sorrow. That I feel?. EMMA. Will his eyes reveal to me. Promises or lies?. LUCY. But he can't conceal from me. The love in his eyes
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As I was out walking on a corner one day,. I spied an old hobo, in a doorway he lay. His face was all grounded in the cold sidewalk floor. And I guess he'd been there for the whole night or more
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. . Verse. Over in Killarney, many years ago,. My mother sang a song to me in tones so soft and low. Just a simple little ditty in her good old Irish way. And I'd give the world if I could hear that song
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I pity the poor immigrant. Who wishes he would've stayed home. Who uses all his power to do evil. But in the end is always left so alone. That man whom with his fingers cheats. And who lies with
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). Don preston (electric piano). Arthur tripp (drums, percussion). Jimmy carl black (drums). Members of the bbc symphony orchestra (while the orchestra plays like it or not, motorhead rummages on stage