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John Brown went off to war to fight on a foreign shore. His mama sure was proud of him. He stood so straight and tall in his uniform and all. His mama's face broke out into a grin "Oh, son, you
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ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan"Gospel Plow". Mary wore three links of chain,. Every link was jesus name. Keep your hand on that plow, hold on. Oh, lord, oh, lord. Keep your hand on that plow, hold on. Mary
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ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan"Gospel Plow". Mary wore three links of chain,. Every link was jesus name. Keep your hand on that plow, hold on. Oh, lord, oh, lord. Keep your hand on that plow, hold on. Mary
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Bài hát John Cougar, John Deere, John 316 - Keith Urban. I'm a 45 spinning on an old Victrola. I'm a two strike swinger, I'm a Pepsi cola. I'm a blue jean quarterback saying "I love you" to the prom
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John Wesley Harding. Was a friend to the poor. He traveled with a gun in every hand. All along this countryside. He opened a many a door. But he was never known. To hurt an honest man It was
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hurriedly. And joined the John Birch Society. I got me a secret membership card. Went back to my backyard. And started looking on the sidewalk. 'Neath the rose bush Well, I was lookin' everywhere for
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gimme no peace. . . . So I run down most hurriedly. And joined up with the John Birch Society,. I got me a secret membership card. And started off a-walkin' down the road. Yee-hoo, I'm a real John
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offset -500. ar Bob Dylan. ti Roll On John. al Tempest. Title Roll On John. Artist Bob Dylan. Album Tempest. Doctor, doctor, tell me the time of day. Another bottle's empty. Another penny spent
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tiForgetful Heart. arBob Dylan. alTogether Through Life. Bob Dylan - Forgetful Heart. Forgetful heart. Lost your power of recall. Every little detail. You don't remember at all. The times we knew
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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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, says Keith don't go. 10000 guitars wailin', but it ain't quite the same. You've got a knack for sailin', and it's stamped with your own brand name. We's all sailors, as captain you must know. You bring a
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tiForever Young. arBob Dylan. al. May God bless and keep you always,. May your wishes all come true,. May you always do for others. And let others do for you. May you build a ladder to the stars. And
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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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ti. ar. al. Shooting Star. Bob Dylan. Oh Mercy. Seen a shooting star tonight. And I thought of you. You were trying to break into another world. A world I never knew. I always kind of wondered. If
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ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan - Outlaw Blues. Ain't it hard to stumble. And land in some funny lagoon?. Ain't it hard to stumble. And land in some muddy lagoon?. Especially when it's nine below zero. And
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By Bob Dylan. . Yes, the gal I got. I swear she's the screaming end. She wants me to be a hero. So she can tell all her friends. . Well, she begged, she cried. She pleaded with me all last
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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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Song Hello - Toby Keith. I was hangin' out in Mexico, I had a beach front bungalow. I know I should have gone home but I was doin' that Caribbean thing. I was listenin' to a Spanish guitar, drinkin
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Song Loaded - Toby Keith. Sun's gettin' heavy and the night is fallin'. Phone ringin' it's a good time callin'. Old truck slicked up shinin' like a rhinestone. Takin' off like a big red pocket. Flyin
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ticountry pie. arbob dylan. al. offset500. Rolling Stones - Sympathy For The Devil. (Jagger/Richards). Please allow me to introduce myself. I'm a man of wealth and taste. I've been around for a long
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By Bob Dylan. . If you getcha one girl, better get two. Case you run into Gypsy Lou. She's a ramblin' woman with a ramblin' mind. Always leavin' somebody behind. Hey, 'round the bend. Gypsy
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Song Knockin' On Heaven's Door. Artist Bob Dylan. Mama, take this badge off of me. I can't use it anymore. It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see. I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. Knock
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Song Knockin' On Heaven's Door. Artist Bob Dylan. Mama, take this badge off of me. I can't use it anymore. It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see. I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. Knock
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offset -500. ar Bob Dylan. ti Soon After Midnight. al Tempest. Title Soon After Midnight. Artist Bob Dylan. Album Tempest. I'm searching for phrases,. To sing your praises,. I need to tell someone
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tiBlowing in the Wind. arBob Dylan. al. Blowing in the Wind. Written by Bob Dylan. Translated by . How many roads must a man walk down. Before you call him a man?. How many seas must a white dove
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Song Things Have Changed - Bob Dylan. A worried man with a worried mind. No one in front of me and nothing behind. There's a woman on my lap and she's drinking champagne. Got white skin, got
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She was five foot two, about 95 pounds. She was round in the places she's supposed to be round. You can take that waitress or the blonde over there. But stand back John, that's the size I wear In
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naked and numb. I can't even remember what it was. I came here to get away from. Don't even hear. The murmur of a prayer. It's not dark yet. But it's gettin' there. Read more BOB DYLAN - NOT DARK YET
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tiMy Wife's Home Town. arBob Dylan. alTogether Through Life. Bob Dylan - My Wife's Home Town. Well I didn't come here to deal with a doggone thing. I just came here to hear the drop of cymbaline
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bistrot ou sous un tram, . On est là où l'on peut, . Mais moi je ne suis pas là, . Non, non, non, non,. Je suis chez Keith et Anita, . C'est le petit matin, . Mais on n'est pas couché ma foi, . Quelqu'un se
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bistrot ou sous un tram, . On est là où l'on peut, . Mais moi je ne suis pas là, . Non, non, non, non,. Je suis chez Keith et Anita, . C'est le petit matin, . Mais on n'est pas couché ma foi, . Quelqu'un se
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Song Oh, Mama, Come Home - Jakob Dylan. Now I woke up this morning and I looked all 'round. 'Cause then I realized she'd left this town. Oh mama, come home, oh mama, come home. Oh mama, come home
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Song The Love That Faded - Bob Dylan. The love that faded left me only tears. Days that were happy turned into lonely years. Vows that we made turned into lies. My life is empty, my lonely heart