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, and heaven and nature sing . Joy to the world! . Joy to the world! Oh . Joy to the world! The Savior reigns . Let men their songs employ . While fields and floods . Rocks, hills and plains . Repeat the
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I've worked since then. To please the men. At the house of the rising sun. . There is a house. Down in new orleans. They call the rising sun. Its been the ruin of many a good girl. And oh god
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I've worked since then. To please the men. At the house of the rising sun. . There is a house. Down in new orleans. They call the rising sun. Its been the ruin of many a good girl. And oh god
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Those men down in the water they are not lost. There's poison in the arrows that come across. No you don't leave your post at any cost. There's more than just bottles washing up on the rocks And
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. And heaven and heaven and nature sing. Joy to the earth. The Savior reigns. Let men their songs employ. While fields and floods. Rocks, hills, and plains. Repeat the sounding joy. Repeat the sounding
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Long as I remember The rain been coming down. Clouds of myst'ry pouring Confusion on the ground. Good men through the ages, Trying to find the sun;. And I wonder, Still I wonder, Who'll stop the rain
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Long as I remember the rain been comin' down. Clouds of mystery pourin' confusion on the ground. Good men through the ages tryin' to find the sun. And I wonder still I wonder who'll stop the rain
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we should be in love On a windy porch tonight. Here comes your girl. Beneath the dull porch light. Your thoughts will curl. Past the women and the men. To where the story ends. The voice from up
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to the Earth, the Savior reigns. Let men their songs employ While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains. Repeat the sounding joy. Repeat the sounding joy. Repeat, repeat the sounding joy He
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the hand of fate. If the finger points, it's too late no doubt. For the sands of time, are running out. But the man who turns, and escapes somehow Is the wisest of men. And to such a man, I'd bow
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If you can't sleep tonight. And if a fever grips you tight. Theres a place we can explore. Open wide the door. (chorus). We may be the haunted men. But we will hold our heads up high. When
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Joy to the world the Savior reigns. Let men their songs employ. While fields and floods. Rocks, hills and plains. Repeat the sounding joy. Repeat the sounding joy. Repeat, repeat the sounding joy
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depends. On the turn of a friendly card There's a sign in the desert that lies to the west. Where you can't tell the night from the sunrise. And not all the king's horses and all the king's men. Have
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depends. On the turn of a friendly card There's a sign in the desert that lies to the west. Where you can't tell the night from the sunrise. And not all the king's horses and all the king's men. Have
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depends. On the turn of a friendly card There's a sign in the desert that lies to the west. Where you can't tell the night from the sunrise. And not all the king's horses and all the king's men. Have
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concealed his stash. Crisp dollar bills leave no tracks. . In the back of a black cadillac. The voodoo music travels. Down skid row only black men can go. The shady deal unravels. . Johnny the fox
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concealed his stash. Crisp dollar bills leave no tracks. . In the back of a black cadillac. The voodoo music travels. Down skid row only black men can go. The shady deal unravels. . Johnny the fox
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Now the king told the boogie men. You have to let that raga drop. The oil down the desert way. Has been shakin' to the top. The Sheik he drove his Cadillac. He went a-cruisin' down the ville
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they've gone from bad to worse. Who are these men of lust, greed, and glory?. Rip off the masks and let's see. But that's not right - oh no, what's the story?. There's you and there's me. That can't be
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things in my own time?. May I be wiser, yes, than most men will ever be?. May I be younger most of the time. Most of the time, most of the time. Most of the time, most of the time. May I be wiser, yes
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This is a new day. Let's change the game. Look beyond the surface. Open up your heart, your mind and soul. It's time to erase the mind, ethnic, gender, color. No suppression, no boundaries, no
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your face and said, "You're not Dylan Thomas, I'm not Patti Smith. This ain't the Chelsea Hotel, we'rе modern idiots". And who's gonna hold you?. Like me. Post-Chorus. No, nobody. No-*-body. Nobody
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your face and said, "You're not Dylan Thomas, I'm not Patti Smith. This ain't the Chelsea Hotel, we'rе modern idiots". And who's gonna hold you?. Like me. Post-Chorus. No, nobody. No-*-body. Nobody
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Bài hát Your Men - Home Free. Baby lock the door and turn the lights down low . Put some music on that's soft and slow . Baby we ain't got no place to go . I hope you understand . I’ve been thinking
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, could you stop at the market and hello, hello. Well, I'll be The girls in New York City, they all march for women's lib. And better homes and garden shows, the modern way to live. And the pill may
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letting go of all our hope. . Someday we'll be complete like modern saints. Baptize our kids in gasoline. And hang our doubts up in cathedrals. So that they turn to faith in the colored sun. . 'Red
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