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their distant call,. The quiet joys of brotherhood,. And love is lord of all. The oak and weed together rise,. Along the common ground. The mare and stallion light and dark. Have thunder in their
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their distant call,. The quiet joys of brotherhood,. And love is lord of all. . The oak and weed together rise,. Along the common ground. The mare and stallion light and dark. Have thunder in their
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their distant call,. The quiet joys of brotherhood,. And love is lord of all. . The oak and weed together rise,. Along the common ground. The mare and stallion light and dark. Have thunder in their
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The bells of St. Mary's. Ah! hear they are calling. The young loves, the true loves. Who come from the sea And so, my beloved. When red leaves are falling. The love bells shall ring out. Ring
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The Bells of St. Mary's. Ah, hear they are calling. The young loves, the true loves. Who come from the sea. . And so my beloved. When red leaves are falling. The love bells shall ring out
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The bells. Of St. Mary's. Ah. Here they. Are calling. The young loves. And the true loves. That come. From the sea. . And so my beloved. When the red leaves. Are falling. The love bells
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When gentle sways. Into the coming night. A guiding light appears. To lead me home. . My days are spent with. Thoughts of loving you. (Gonna reach out). And wanting you. (Gonna reach out
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by the name of Gregory Night nurse. Only you alone can quench this here thirst. My night nurse, oh gosh. Oh, the pain is getting worse I don't wanna see no doc. I need attendance from my nurse
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by the name of Gregory Night nurse. Only you alone can quench this here thirst. My night nurse, oh gosh. Oh, the pain is getting worse I don't wanna see no doc. I need attendance from my nurse
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, the village of St. Bernadette Ave, ave, ave Ma-ri-a. Ave, ave, ave Ma-ri-i-ia There, like a dream, this wonderful night. I gazed at the grotto aglow in the light. A feeling divine swept over me
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by the name of Gregory. . Night nurse. Only you alone can quench this here thirst. My night nurse, oh gosh. Oh, the pain is getting worse. . I don't wanna see no doc. I need attendance from my
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smoke and * all day Mmmmm you can find me in St. Louie. Where the gun play ring all day (nanana). Some got jobs and some sell yea'. Others just smoke and * all day Sunday mornin, crack of dawn
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Jesus, King of my heart. Father, my peace and my light. Spirit, the joy of my soul You are Jesus, to You none compare. Father, I rest in Your care. Spirit, the hope of my heart You are The
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I dreamed I saw St. Augustine. Alive as you or me. Tearing through these quarters. In the utmost misery. With a blanket underneath his arm. And a coat of solid gold. Searching for the very
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, you're not ready yet". St. Peter shaking his head. He's saying "no, no, you're not ready yet". Verse 2. I can't see clear. The memory of you keeps blurring my view. I am lost, nowhere to go. The mountains
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Bài hát St. Teresa - Joan Osborne. Sit down on the corner, just a little crime. When I make my money, got to get my dime. Sit down with her baby, wind is full of trash. She bold as the street light
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Bài hát St. Teresa - Joan Osborne. Sit down on the corner, just a little crime. When I make my money, got to get my dime. Sit down with her baby, wind is full of trash. She bold as the street light
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