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words. The grand old Duke of York. He had 10,000 men. He marched them up to the top of the hill. And he marched them down again. Oh, the grand old Duke of York. He had 10,000 men. He marched them up
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Bài hát Flash Of The Blade - Iron Maiden. As a young boy chasing Dragons. with your wooden sword so mighty,. You're St. George or you're David and you always. killed the beast. Times change very
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lie. Can it all be true. What can one man do See the pages as they turn. Never will the children learn. Born as a prisoner in a curtain of iron. Never will the pages turn The City of Gold's in the
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The iron man came to the top of the cliff. How far had he walked nobody knows. Where had he come from nobody knows. How was he made, nobody knows. Taller than a house, the iron man stood. At the
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The iron man came to the top of the cliff. How far had he walked nobody knows. Where had he come from nobody knows. How was he made, nobody knows. Taller than a house, the iron man stood. At the
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Bài hát Rime Of The Ancient Mariner - Iron Maiden. Hear the rime of the Ancient Mariner. See his eye as he stops one of three. Mesmerises one of the wedding guests. Stay here and listen to the
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, duke of prunes, prunes, prunes. I'll never forget you darling. And you'll be my duchess, my duchess of prunes A moon beam through the prune in june. Reveals your chest I see your lovely beans. And in
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Song Big Iron - Johnny Cash. To the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine day. Hardly spoke to folks around him didn't have too much to say. No one dared to ask his business, no one dared to
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the trumpets will ring loudly. As the stars are painted with blood A blazing fire under the moon. Burning taste of lead. We'll ride forever. 'Cause the iron is stronger than death A blazing fire
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'. Weepin' greenish drops. In the light of the iron sausage. Where the torture never stops. The torture never stops. The torture. The torture. The torture never stops Flies all green and buzzin'. In
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. Come on, get your kicks in Duke's Place You find yourself a seat, and when you want to eat. You look around and yell, Waiter. You fill your cup chock full of dreams and drink it up. You're jetting
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. The gleam of spur on Chestnut flank. The cavalry did burst upon the ranks Oh, the iron will and iron hand. In England's green and pleasant land. No music for the shameful scene. That night they said