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she's got a little bitty hidden on the side. Why does ev'rybody keep a little bitty hidden on the side? Maybe I'm crazy but I, I love my baby. Maybe baby's just a pain in the heart. She runs to mummy
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Bài hát Tie A Yellow Ribbon Round The Ole Oak Tree - Dawn. I'm comin' home, I've done my time. Now I've got to know what is and isn't mine. If you received my letter telling you I'd soon be free
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tree, right. I got to P, I got to P upon a tree. I P upon a tree because I drink too much Olde E. And not time for P to come out on me, so I I go and P, I go and P upon a tree, right. I go and P, I
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carolers sing. It just wasn't the same. Alone on Christmas day. Presents, what a beautiful sight. Don't mean a thing if you ain't holding me tight. You're all that I need. Underneath the tree. I found (I
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you still want me Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon round the ole oak tree. It's been three long years, do you still want me?. If I don't see a ribbon round the ole oak tree. I'll stay on the bus, forget
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Go there and stay there for good. Go there and hope that it's true. Go there and stay there for good. Go there and hope that it's true. A tree is a tree is a tree and if it's all the same to me
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. I wonder why. Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky. And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree. I'm turning my head up and down. I'm turning turning turning turning turning around
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. Though I'd never known so dry a spell. And what I heard there in the dark. Are the secrets I will never tell There is a tree beyond this world. In it's ancient roots this song is curled. I am the fool
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Bài hát The Giving Tree - Plain White T's. All the leaves on the Giving Tree have fallen. No shade to crawl in underneath. I've got scars from a pocket knife. Where you carved your heart into me. If
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Under that apple suckling tree, oh yeah. Under that apple suckling tree, oh yeah. Underneath that tree. There's just gonna be you and me. Underneath that apple suckling tree, oh yeah Old man down
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hang my shell on a tree It's all so easy, like the time when I first learned, yeah. It's all the same, since the day the world first turned, yeah. But I never tried to listen or wait. And now it's so
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you still want me. Tie a yellow ribbon 'round the ole oak tree,. It's been three long years, do ya still want me?. If I don't see a ribbon ,round the ole oak tree,. I'll stay on the bus, forget
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Say, it's only a paper moon. Sailing over a cardboard sea. But it wouldn't be make-believe. If you believed in me. . Yes, it's only a canvas sky. Hanging over a muslin tree. But it wouldn't be
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It's only a paper moon sailing over a cardboard sea. But it wouldn't be make believe if you believe in me. It's only a canvas sky hanging over a muslin tree. But it wouldn't be make believe if you
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It's only a paper moon sailing over a cardboard sea. But it wouldn't be make believe if you believe in me. It's only a canvas sky hanging over a muslin tree. But it wouldn't be make believe if you
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tallest of all. I'm so afraid and alone. Could one little Christmas tree so tiny and small. Light up someone's home 'cause. . One little Christmas tree can light up a home. So one little child can
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Say, it's only a paper moon. Sailing over a cardboard sea. But it wouldn't be make-believe. If you believed in me. . Yes, it's only a canvas sky. Hanging over a muslin tree. But it wouldn't be
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It's only a paper moon. Sailin' over a cardboard sea. But it wouldn't be make-believe. If you believed in me. . Yes, it's only a canvas sky. Hangin' over a muslin tree. But it wouldn't be make
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you, you, with you, you. We'll light up all the stockings. Hang some mistletoe. Can't stay up past our bedtimes. And pray for it to snow until we. Pick out a Christmas tree. Top shelf in aisle three
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There's a Christmas tree in a window frame. Just inside my door. But my Christmas tree doesn't look the same. As it always has before There's just one lonely present. Beneath my Christmas tree
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you anywhere. Feet won't ever touch a thing. When you are a king. . Tore your shirt again, fighting in the rain. With whats-his-name. Shoe-black on your face, you're really a disgrace. Mummy
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Christmas Tree. Have a happy holiday. Everyone dancing merrily. In the new old fashioned way
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Say, it's only a paper moon. Sailing over a cardboard sea. But it wouldn't be make-believe. If you believed in me Yes, it's only a canvas sky. Hanging over a muslin tree. But it wouldn't be make
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Bài hát We Are Going To Get Our Christmas Tree - Tom Paxton. We're gonna get a Christmas tree . My momma & my daddy & my sister & me. Come on everyone let's go see . Come on Sue & Sally . Cold
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Say, it's only a paper moon. Sailing over a cardboard sea. But it wouldn't be make-believe. If you believed in me Yes, it's only a canvas sky. Hanging over a muslin tree. But it wouldn't be make
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Song Family Tree - Darryl Worley. Dancin' in the living room cuttin' up a rug. Dancin' with a baby looks more like a hug. Livin' in a house made of saw mill wood. "Roll over Beethoven" never
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MONEY TREE. (Wayne P. Walker). '67 Cedarwood Publishing, BMI Silver and gold made you say goodbye. One day it may make you wanna cry. When you're alone with a heart that's blue. Who will you
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Bài Hát Fruit Tree. Trình BàyNick Drake. Fame is but a fruit tree. So very unsound. It can never flourish. Till its stalk is in the ground. So men of fame. Can never find a way. Till time has flown
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, I wonder why. Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue, blue sky. And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree. I'm turning my head up and down. I'm turning, turning, turning, turning, turning
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never laid eyes on before. A-tyin' my hands to my back Oh, cottonwood tree are you waiting for me. Waiting to take me away. I've done no wrong but the town cannot see. And, so, with my life I must pay
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around the Christmas tree. Have a happy holiday. Everyone dancing merrily. In the new old fashion way. Ohh Mm yea. Come on *** boy. Ohh You will get a sentimental. Feeling when you hear. Voices
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people got an apple, some people got a tangerine. Look around and all I see is people happy with what they're given. Life is pretty sweet, I'm told. I guess I'm just * outta luck, growing a lemon tree
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go. There's a tree in the Grand Hotel, one in the park as well. The sturdy kind that doesn't mind the snow It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas. Soon the bells will start. And the thing that
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figs into your tree. And say you are free. Say you are free, say you are free. I've been rebuked and I've been scorned,. Rejected of men, now I'm born. To live a new, so wont you too,. My loved