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right. You won't be lonely, this I know. There's a time when women have got to go Woman trouble always on my mind. My kind of woman I'll never find. 'Cause I know baby, yes I know. When she got you
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Bài hát Picture Of Me - Lee Brice. I grew up on the edge of a cornfield. At the end of a long dirt road. Carolina plow boy. Aint had a free summer since I was ten years old. Mama made us pick our own
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Trở lại chuyện hai chúng mình. Khi em với anh. Vừa biết đam mê. Tình yêu tràn trề. Đường mòn đêm vắng bước chân em nhớ tên. Rồi thời gian qua lối này. Khi tay trắng tay. Buồn vác lên vai. Hành trang
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. Funny how, don't need it now. This polaroid is fading out. Like a house of cards,. We came crashing down. And the King of Hearts' heart was never found. Maybe ten years time, you won't know my name
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world and we're still roaming. Soon we'll be 30 years old. I'm still learning about life. My husband had children with me. So I can sing them all my songs. And I can tell them stories. Most of my boys are
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still sound good today. Through the years we dreamed our dreams together. We hoped and prayed and some of them came true. Through the years our memories live forever. And like the music, we made it strong
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So I'm on my own. Far from my broken home. And it costs. Feels like ten below Pack me off to school. Innocence and trust. Are all lost. Where did my childhood go? Calling from the pay phone
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' there face-to-face with a 75 cent glass of orange. About as big as my finger and a bowl of horribly foreshortened cornflakes, and I said to myself "this is the life!". She's 200 years old,. So mean
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Steam Train Maury died last night. His wife Wanda by his side. Caught the Westbound out of here. Hopped the high irons to the by and by. They say he jumped ten thousand trains. Rode a million
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. . They were gettin' tired of Johnny and all the big boys from N. Y. C. They say "Jump on board pretty baby". And I don't know but it seems like it might be a pretty good buzz to me. . They'll help
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, . And how could we be wrong, . So many years, . So many days, . And I still sing my song. . . Now I run to you, . Like I always do, . When I close my eyes, . I think of you, . Such a lonely girl, . Such
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years. Oh Still crazy after all these years I'm not the kind of man. Who tends to socialize. I seem to lean on. Old familiar ways. And I ain't no fool for love songs. That whisper in my ears. Still
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years. Oh Still crazy after all these years I'm not the kind of man. Who tends to socialize. I seem to lean on. Old familiar ways. And I ain't no fool for love songs. That whisper in my ears. Still
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By minor threat. . I'm sorry. For something I didn't do. Lynched somebody. But I didn't know who. . You blame me. For slavery. A hundred years before I was born. . Guilty of being white
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I hear my voice. And it's been here silent all these Years go by, will I be waiting. For somebody else to understand. Years go by, if I'm stripped of my beauty. And the orange clouds raining in my
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I hear my voice. And it's been here silent all these Years go by, will I be waiting. For somebody else to understand. Years go by, if I'm stripped of my beauty. And the orange clouds raining in my
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will be the years. Years. . The sun hits like a bullet of faith. And then suddenly I’m wide awake. Fake bliss or apologies made. Was an enemy with
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Another birthday, another candle,. Sometimes its hard to handle. The sight of twenty-five. Is it me or do the years just fly And all my friends say. You dont look it. They smile and tell me I
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up a fear. For a 100,000 years Baby, won't you let me?. I think I'm goin' out of my head. I'm just about to, ooh yeah I'm sorry to have taken so long. It must have been a bitch while I was gone
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up a fear. For a 100,000 years Baby, won't you let me?. I think I'm goin' out of my head. I'm just about to, ooh yeah I'm sorry to have taken so long. It must have been a bitch while I was gone