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tiTurn The Lights Out When You Leave. arElton John. alPeachtree Road. offset500. Turn The Lights Out When You Leave. Elton John. Your bags out on the bed. Your closet's all cleared out. You say
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Intro. . I've got a moon out my window in the night. . And I've got a sun out my doorway when it gets light. . I've got stones on the mountain and a clear, blue, wind-swept sky. . Thank you
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-annotated" data-id="15750">Robert Riger and his motley crew. And where you're gonna go and where you're gonna sleep tonight. . And you're singing the songs. Thinking this is the life. And you wake
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Bài hát Lay Down Beside Me - Alison Krauss, John Waite. John Waite. I've spent my life. Lookin for you. Findin' my way. Wasn't easy to do. But I knew there was you. All the while. And it's been worth
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Am I on ? ok. . Hello, john, this is janis,. Who'd just like to wish you a very happy birthday and. Happy trails to you until we meet again. Happy trails to you, keep smiling until then. Happy
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everything that Uncle John need. Oh, baby, hey, baby, baby. Havin' me some fun tonight Well, I saw Uncle John with bald headed Sally. He saw Aunt Mary comin' and he ducked back in the alley. Oh, baby, hey
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(dear John). I've sent your saddle home Now Jonah got along in the belly of the whale. Daniel in the lion's den. But I know a guy that didn't try to get along. And he won't get a chance again. And
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boat. You're the captain and crew. You'll always be my necessity. I'd be lost without you. . Chorus. . Dear, you're the sail of my love boat. You're the captain and crew. You'll always be my
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She said, "Dear John, I'm moving on. By this time I'm gonna be long gone. Dear John, c'est la vie, dear John. So long, you've seen the last of me" I don't want her back, I won't even try. This time
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Written by John Mellencamp and George Green. . Well I've been up to the mountain. Seen the ashes down below. I had breakfast with the wise man. He told me what he thought I should know. And
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ran and this one stayed. On the ground and he would never move again Old Saint John on death row. He's just waiting for a pardon. Old Saint John on death row. He's just waiting for a pardon All us
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. . And a second cousin works in the pits in Newcastle on Tyne. And he don't care if it rains outside, there's coal dust on his mind. It's dirty work in Manchester. But the crew gets paid it's gelt
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reality. Where the tough guys get buried in their property. Word to Sampson, the tone will get you hung. I had a friend, they murdered his father and his three-year-old son. I heard him cursin' the
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,. And he showed me the light. He is my Captain, I am his crew. I weigh the anchor, he sails me through. And when we are gathered. On that further shore. The Captain will call me. To walk through that door
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head and heart. Love me from the place it starts. Love me from your head and heart. Love me like a child. . There's just no way to play the things I'm feeling. No way to tell you all the things you
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head and heart. Love me from the place it starts. Love me from your head and heart. Love me like a child. . There's just no way to play the things I'm feeling. No way to tell you all the things you
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head and heart. Love me from the place it starts. Love me from your head and heart. Love me like a child. . There's just no way to play the things I'm feeling. No way to tell you all the things you
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. Anticipating new skin. . Out of the frying pan. And into the fire. 58th variety. . Out of the frying pan. And into the fire. Mother had her son for tea. . Chorus. . In love with your stumps (the pain
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heard, the fight's still on. The line's not *** and the whale's not gone. The Wellerman makes his regular call. To encourage the captain, crew and all. Soon may the Wellerman come. To bring us sugar and
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to bake another bun, Don?". And I'm still sittin' with my next door neighbour. Sayin', "Where'd ya get the gun, John?". . Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?. Don't ya wanna rain dance with me
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to bake another bun, Don?". And I'm still sittin' with my next door neighbour. Sayin', "Where'd ya get the gun, John?". . Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?. Don't ya wanna rain dance with me
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. Branded Oscar Wilde a sinner And looking back on the cold bleak winter. Looking back on those long dark days. Felt like the head of John the Baptist. In the arms of Salome Don't turn around it's a white
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music. Solid walls of sound. . Say, Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet. But they're so spaced out, Bennie and the Jets. Oh but they're weird and they're wonderful. Oh Bennie she's really keen
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If we're the flagship of peace and prosperity. We're taking on water and about to fuckin' sink. No one seems to notice, no one even blinks. The crew left the passengers to die under the sea
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Song Night People - John Cooper Clarke. Quite a party we have found. Mantovani flooding the lounge. Polite people, crazy feet. Night people. funky but neat. Burt Bacarach. a zillion strings. cool
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through the Christmas tide. When a stranger came up and asked me. If I'd heard John Lennon had died And the two of us went to this bar. And we stayed to close the place. And every song we played. Was
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up and asked me. If I'd heard John Lennon had died And the two of us went to this bar. And we stayed to close the place. And every song we played. Was for the late great Johnny Ace, yeah, yeah
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up and asked me. If I'd heard John Lennon had died And the two of us went to this bar. And we stayed to close the place. And every song we played. Was for the late great Johnny Ace, yeah, yeah
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, Vietnam. There was a picture of him callin' on grandpa. Leather skin from a baseball. We laughed and cried, told stories all night long. From the book of John Now the pot of coffee's almost gone, as we
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In the great book of John you're warned of the day. When you'll be laid beneath the cold clay. The angel of death will come from the sky. And claim your poor soul when the time comes to die
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She hates the man and he hates the man. Because something strong inside. Has been denied them. But not him, Oh not him. . He hates the girl and she hates the girl because something weak implied
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Song Goodbye Again - John Denver. It's five o'clock this morning, and the sun is on the rise. There's frosting on the window pane, and sorrow in your eyes. The stars are fading quietly, the night is
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. . Creative. So what ya gonna do?. Ain't no fading. So what ya gonna do?. *** the microphone and say a check one two. The kid's solo. Unafraid of any crew. ''cause I'm the type of mother with the
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and unbelieving crew. Suddenly realized all was true. Just like the men who were buried in the deep. They started to weep. Have mercy on me. Don't let the sea. Swallow my life. Swallow my life
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swear it was in self defense. I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self defense. . Freedom came my way one day. And I started out of town. All of a sudden I see sheriff john brown. Aiming to
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(John Fogerty). Some folks are born. Made to wave the flag,. Ooh, they're red, whit and blue. And when the band plays "Hail to the chief",. They point the cannon right at you. It ain't me,. It