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Bài hát Exile (The Long Pond Studio Sessions) - Taylor Swift, Bon Iver. I can see you standing, honey. With his arms around your body. Laughin', but the joke's not funny at all. And it took you five
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'cause they're sendin' the old man home He'll only have his memories. Or great books by james jones. 'cause they're sendin' the old man home Notes -. Background vocals jimmy buffett, james taylor
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Bài hát The Gospel Truth Main Titles - Hercules. Back when the world was new. The planet Earth was down on its luck. And everywhere gigantic brutes. called Titans ran amok. It was a nasty place
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gospel writ in burnish`d rows of steel,. "As ye deal with my condemners, So with you my grace shall deal;". Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel. Since God is marching on
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My castle crumbled overnight, I brought a knife to a gunfight They took the crown but it's alright All the liars are calling me one, nobody's heard from me for months I'm doing better than I ever was
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lights were gleaming,. It seemed the choir sang soft and low,. Farewell, my angel of the lamplight,. We'll always love you so. Down the aisle came the bride in all her glory,. To the strains of her
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lights were gleaming,. It seemed the choir sang soft and low,. Farewell, my angel of the lamplight,. We'll always love you so. Down the aisle came the bride in all her glory,. To the strains of her
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no matter what they say, it's my day. La-la-la-la-la-la, yeah, yeah. Verse 1. Roll up to the spot, feelin' real good. Think you gon' talk ***, you better not, my homies real hood. They say, "Logic, why
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Bài hát Mine (Taylor Swift Cover) (Live From The CMT Artist Of The Year) - Maroon 5. Uh, Uh ,Uh oh. You were in college working part time waiting tables. Left a small town, never looked back. I was a
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Bài hát Chuck Taylor - Connor Price, Siri. I got the moves like Michael. The flow like Aubrey. Walking round thinking I'm a prince like Saudi. Mismatch Converse. T-shirt tucked in. Know my worth
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the choir. Nothing without the thousands of voices that make the choir. We are, we are, we are still life. (We are, we are, we are still life). We are, we are, we are. still life Begging and
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sunken lands?. The mud and tears melt the cotton balls. It's a heavy toll. Oh oh. His words are cruel and they sting like fire. Like the devil's choir. Oh oh. But who will hold her hand in the sunken lands
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Tell the world. Sisters and my brothers. We got more soul, dig it. Sisters and my brothers. . We got more soul. We got Ray Charles. Doing his thing. We got James Brown, yeah. Doing his thing
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