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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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pages and to make a brand new start Now he never told the story of the time that he was gone. Some say, he was a lawyer, some say he was a John. There was something in the city that he said, he couldnt
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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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What child is this, who, laid to rest, on Mary's lap, is sleeping?. Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, while shepherds watch are keeping?. This, this is Christ the King, whom shepherds guard and
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My old man had a rounder's soul. He'd hear an old freight train. Then he'd have to go Said he'd been blessed with a gypsy bone. That's the reason they guessed. He'd been cursed to roam Came into t
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Bài hát Silent Night, Holy Night - John Denver. Silent night, holy night. All is calm, all is bright. Proud young virgin mother and child. Holy infant so tender and mild. Sleep in heavenly peace
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Bài hát Leaving On A Jet Plane - John Denver. All my bags are packed I'm ready to go. I'm standin' here outside your door. I hate to wake you up to say goodbye. But the dawn is breakin' it's early
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It's been almost a year since that beautiful weekend. It was more than a lifetime ago. How it happens to mind after all of this time. And brings tears to my eyes I don't know It's the thought of yo
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Bài hát Poems, Prayers And Promises (Live) - John Denver. I've been lately thinking about my life's time, all the things I've done and how it's been. And I can't help believing in my own mind, I know
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Oh Holy night the stars are brightly shining. It is the night of the dear Saviour's birth. Long lay the world in sin and error pining. 'Til He appeared and the soul felt it's worth. A thrill of ho
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Born a poor young country boy, Mother Nature's son. All day long I'm sitting singing songs for everyone. Sit beside a mountain stream, watch her waters rise. Listen to the pretty sound of music as
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O Deanna, O Deanna. Deanna, sweet Deanna. O Deanna, O Deanna. Deanna I ain't down here for your money. I ain't down here for your love. I ain't down here for your love or money. I'm down here fo
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Thank You for this precious day. These gifts You give to me. My heart so full of love for You. Sings praise for all I see Oh, sing for every mother's love. For every childhood tear. Oh, sing for
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I havent seen all there is to see. But Ive seen quite a bit. Ive seen Ill always remember. Some things I wish that I could forget I havent quite been around the world. But Ive been around the bloc
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Bài hát This Old Guitar (Live) - John Denver. This old guitar taught me to sing a love song. It showed me how to laugh and how to cry. It introduced me to some friends of mine. And brightened up some
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There's lonely hearts in Arkansas. There's truckers in Des Moines. All there to keep me company. In the early morn A world unknown to daytime. Is forever going on. The airways of the nation. Bet
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Named after my mother. My old man is another. Child that's grown old. If dreams were lightning. And thunder were desire. This old house would have burnt down. A long time ago Chorus. Make me an
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A frosty Christmas Eve, when the stars where shining,. I traveled for the home, where westward falls the hill. And for many, many a village, in the darkness of the valley,. distant music reached me
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Bài hát It's About Time - John Denver. There's a full moon over India and Gandhi lives again. Who's to say you have to lose for someone else to win?. In the eyes of all the people, the look is much
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You can do whatever you want to do. Wherever you want to go it's up to you. And wouldn't it be fine. Following your heart, playing your own part. You and me out on a farm, let the sun be our alarm. Ki
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Have yourself a merry little Christmas. Let your heart be light. From now on our troubles will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas. Make the Yuletide gay. From now on our troubl
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When I was a little bitty boy just up off the floor. We used to go down to grandma's house every month end or so. We'd have chicken pie, country ham. Homemade butter on the bread. But the best dar
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The season is upon us now. A time for gifts and giving. As the year draws to its close. I think about my living The Christmastime when I was young. The magic and the wonder. But colors dull and c
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This old guitar taught me to sing a love song. It showed me how to laugh and how to cry. It introduced me to some friends of mine. And brightened up some days. It helped me make it through some lo
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Music makes pictures and often tells stories. All of it magic and all of it true. And all of the pictures and all of the stories. All of the magic, the music is you Music makes pictures and often t