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. Open windows late at night. Slipping out in the summer heat. To meet John Miller in the middle of the street. . They laid a highway a few years back. Next town over by the railroad track. Some
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There were three men come out of the west, their fortunes for to try. And these three men made a solemn vow, John Barleycorn would die. They've ploughed, they've sown, they've harrowed, thrown
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solemn oath on poor John Barleycorn. They've hired men with their crabtree sticks to cut him skin from bone. And the miller he has served him worse than that. For he's ground him between two stones
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solemn oath on poor John Barleycorn. They've hired men with their crabtree sticks to cut him skin from bone. And the miller he has served him worse than that. For he's ground him between two stones
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solemn oath on poor John Barleycorn. They've hired men with their crabtree sticks to cut him skin from bone. And the miller he has served him worse than that. For he's ground him between two stones
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poor John Barleycorn They've hired men with the crab-tree sticks. To cut him skin from bone. And the miller he has served him worse than that. For he's ground him between two stones And little Sir
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Do what John?Do what John?Come again do what?Do what John?Do what John?Do what?Do what?Do what?Do where John?Do where John?With what, with whom and when?Triffic, really triffic!Pardon?Come again?
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cam erlim, is that it?. oh no, cam rellim, haha. cam rellim at your service, with these verses verse 1 mac miller. ay yo im park bench chillin, burger patty grillin. everybody love to say my name
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come right on they cooter. Have the music sounding better than guitar tuners. Plus I'm doin' shows daily, call me John Stewart. So, who you know is iller than Mac Miller and Company?. It's like I
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Saw a flea kick a tree. Fooba wooba, fooba wooba. Saw a flea kick a tree. Fooba wooba John Saw a flea kick a tree. In the middle of the sea. Well, John, ho, John. Fooba wooba John Saw a rat
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She said, "Dear John, I'm moving on. By this time I'm gonna be long gone. Dear John, c'est la vie, dear John. So long, you've seen the last of me" I don't want her back, I won't even try. This time
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Miller's angels in black and white. Welcome everyone in. Children dreaming of wrong and right. Wrapped in grace and in sin. They come out of the blue sky. They come out of the blue. They come ou
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Verse 1 Mac Miller. Come and talk *, who the boss bitch?. Moon the crowd now, Randy Moss *. Sharks swimmin' in the water you'll get tossed in. And * a first class, I'm in the cockpit
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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. I will
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Lost John standing by the railroad track. Waiting for the freight train to come back. Freight train come and it didn't stop. Lost John thought he'd have to ride on top. . Long, long lost John
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