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Oh well, I, John, he saw might numbers. A way up in the middle of the air. I, John he saw might numbers. Way in the middle of the air. Got to mighty move, John, you saw mighty numbers. Way up in
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I think of you like winter. Gold and silver mirrors. Who are you. And all the anger. Trembling. Hard to handle. Paper thin OOoooh. OOooooh Was there color in the clouds. Raining over. The sil
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Verse 1. I bite my lips, say nothing,. that's the trouble I'm in. I hide my face behind my fingers. I'm crumbling. O-o-o-oh. Bridge. Then nothing helps me lose the feeling. I'm still believing
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If I see you again, will you remember me?. If I see you again, will you paint memories?. Three long years, never fly away. Three small words, speak again Out of sight, out of mind. What a sweet li
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Bài hát John Henry - Harry Belafonte. John Henry he could hammer,. He could whistle, he could sing. He went to the mountain early in the mornin'. Just to hear his hammer ring, Lord, Lord. Just to
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John Henry was about three days old,. Sittin' on his papa's knee. He picked up a hammer and a little piece of steel;. Said, "Hammer's gonna be the death of me, Lord, Lord. Hammer's gonna be the
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tiDr. John. arMika. alThe Boy Who Knew Too Much. 00-3. 00Mika - Dr. John. 00-2. 00. I look for joy in a strange place. From the back of the bar. From afar. I see the look on my momma's face. When
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I believe I'm John Wayne. They call me John Wayne. . You know you've got it coming. I'll tell it to you straight. I'm coming for you very soon. I'll never hesitate. . I've come to measure you
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I believe I'm John Wayne. They call me John Wayne. . You know you've got it coming. I'll tell it to you straight. I'm coming for you very soon. I'll never hesitate. . I've come to measure you
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MARILYN ET JOHN . ( VANESSA PARADIS ) . Marilyn peint sa bouche . Elle pense a John . Rien qu'a John . Un sourire, puis un soupir . Elle fredonne une. chanson . Ni triste, ni gaie . Entre deux
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tiCrossroads. arJohn Mayer. alBattle Studies. John Mayer - Crossroads. I went down to the crossroads,. fell down on my knees. I went down to the crossroads,. fell down on my knees. asked the lord for
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Well a-way down yonder on the Candy Creek. I whittled out a fiddle from my wagon seat. I fiddled my fiddle and I rubbed my bow. Play a little tune wherever I go. . Chorus. . Sleepy-eyed John