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Life goes on like a carousel. Life goes on, a never-ending tale. Of love reborn, from the cradle warm. A web is spun for every mother's son Life goes on like a spinning wheel. Life goes on, never
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he does, he's wrong Every mother's son. Better hear what I say. Every mother's son. Will rise and fall someday I've seen it happen so many times, so many times before. Some man's got so much money
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traveling soul and every mother's son. Although I'm getting tired I've got to travel on. Can you please help, my god? Can you please help, my god?. Can you please help, my god? I think it's only fair
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traveling soul and every mother's son. Although I'm getting tired I've got to travel on. Can you please help, my god? Can you please help, my god?. Can you please help, my god? I think it's only fair
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Once again I'm north-ward bound. On the edge of sea and sky. Tomorrow is my friend, my one and only friend. We travel on together searching for the end I'm a traveling soul. And every mother's
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traveling soul and every mother's son. Although I'm getting tired I've got to travel on. Can you please help, my god? Can you please help, my god?. Can you please help, my god? I think it's only fair
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upon a rose. And crushed it in the dirt "Don't step on Mother's roses," Daddy cried. "She planted them the day she was my bride. And every time I see a rose, I see her smilin' face. She made my
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upon a rose. And crushed it in the dirt "Don't step on Mother's roses," Daddy cried. "She planted them the day she was my bride. And every time I see a rose, I see her smilin' face. She made my
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Open up your eyes. Everything is crying out. This could be your time. She fell out of the sky. Must every star been working on. Heavenly designs A crooked line of lightning. A silent movie moon
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(Shel Silverstein) Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's busy, too busy to come to the phone. Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's tryin' to start a new life of her own. Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's happy so why
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(Shel Silverstein) Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's busy, too busy to come to the phone. Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's tryin' to start a new life of her own. Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's happy so why
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. In every dream home. A nightmare. . The girl who lives next door. Is a model so they say though I'm not sure. She never seems to work. Though clothes she wears suggest that she's not poor. She
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There's a light, a different kind of light. When we close, we close our eyes. There's a place, a distant kind of place. We can't let go, just can't let go There's a faith, a stronger kind of faith.
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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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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. See her waters rise. Listen to the pretty sound of music as
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Are we rolling?. A one, a two, a three, a four A mother was washing her baby one night. The youngest of ten and a delicate mite. The mother was poor and the baby was thin. 'Twas naught but an
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Hallelujah, I'm a freak, I'm a freak, hallelujah. Every day of the week, I'ma do ya like I want ya. I'm a Nile crocodile, a piranha. Pre-Chorus. Oh my God, she got the power. Oh, look at her, she got
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Mother Rose every little morn' tend to me. There she stood, waiting by the door selflessly. Took my hand took it with a smile tenderly. Mother rose every little morn' tend to me Now's the time to
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this love, my brothers and sisters. Feel the season turn, she is the mother of time. Wonders that take you, rivers that give. That's where mother's spiritual lives Talk of a ruby, love, lover's share
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' me better. She takes her time and she ain't so cruel. I got someone to take you over. Your mother ain't so bad. What happened to you?
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Monday, I saw you smile. And then Tuesday. We talked awhile. By Wednesday something's wrong. By weekend, you were gone. . Thursday, I heard she strayed. And by Friday. When she got paid. She
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ringing,. Is that my mother on the phone? Well every girl that I go out with. Becomes my mother in the end. Every girl I go out with. Becomes my mother in the end. Well I hear my mother calling,. But
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grow weak. And that's exactly how You made us. And all your violence makes it . Harder to believe. And every death just leaves us faithless,. Faithless in defeat. In the shadow of Mother Nature. We find
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Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb Mother do you think they'll like the song Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls. Ooh ah, mother should I build a wall. Mother should I run for
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Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb Mother do you think they'll like the song Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls. Ooh ah, mother should I build a wall. Mother should I run for
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For every man there's a woman. For every life there's a plan. And wise men know it was ever so. Since the world began, woman was made for man. Where is she, where is the woman for me?. . For
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of gold heart of gold heart of gold. Gold, gold mother, gold, gold, gold mother I can see the head now. Between her legs now. Purple headed alien. Water logged old man. In the blood silence. In
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"So, you're going to leave the old home, Jim. Today you're going away. So, you're going among the city folks to dwell". So spoke a kind old mother. To her boy one summer day. "If your mind's
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Bài hát Every Day's Like Christmas - Kylie Minogue. Thinking of you. Thinking of all that you do to me. Out of the blue. All that I hope. But live without it. ?. And to the light that moved right
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perfect sorrows. Are the world's to keep. . Wherefore onto. Thy knee. Come we. With a prayer. . Mother heroic. Mother glorious. . Beholding in thy eye. Immortal tears. . Oh thou that bowest
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happens every spring. The tears that go with sulphur and molasses,. The outstretched necks when the ice cream wagon passes. A rippling stream sounds like a rippling heart,. As Mother Nature proudly
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happens every spring. The tears that go with sulphur and molasses,. The outstretched necks when the ice cream wagon passes. A rippling stream sounds like a rippling heart,. As Mother Nature proudly
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Part I "Mother's Daughter". Verse 1 Miley Cyrus. Hallelujah, I'm a freak, I'm a freak, hallelujah. Every day of the week, I'ma do ya like I want to. I'm a Nile crocodile, a piranha. Pre-Chorus Miley