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tiTomorrow Is A Long Time. arNickel Creek. alWhy Should The Fire Die. offset500. Nickel Creek - Tomorrow Is A Long Time. If today was not an endless highway. If tonight was not a crooked trail. If tom
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I need a shot of love, I need a shot of love. . Don't need a shot of parish to kill my disease. Don't need a shot of turpentine, only bring me to my knees. Don't need a shot of codeine to help me
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Twilight on the frozen lake. A north wind about to break. On the footprints in the snow. Silence down below. . You're beautiful beyond words. You're beautiful to me. You can make me cry. Never
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by Bob Dylan. William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll. With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger. At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'. And the cops were called in and his
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ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan"Talkin' New York". Ramblin' outa the wild west. Leavin' the towns i love the best. Thought i'd seen some ups and down. "til i come into new york town. People goin' down to the
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Tomorrow night, will you remember what you said to night ?. Tomorrow night, will all the thrill be gone ?. Tomorrow night, will it be just another memory. Or just another song, that's in my heart t
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Was in the summer, one early fall. Just tryin' to find my little all and all. Now, she's gone an' I don't worry. Lord, I'm sittin' on top of the world Was in the spring, one summer's day. Just whe
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ti. ar. al. \"Can't Wait\". The party's over and your still here. And I wonder why? Baby can u make it clear. Cuz your acting like you wanna spent the night. And the way I'm feeling gurl I juss might.
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Can't you hear that rooster crowing?. Rabbit running down across the road. Underneath the bridge where the water flows through. So happy just to see you smile. Underneath the sky of blue. On this
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tiSenorita. arJin. al. 11 - Senorita Lyrics. Yea yea yea yea. Jin Jin (uhh). The Rest is History (history). Lemme take u to mah hood (mah hood). C’mon c’mon c’mon (aww). Im goin to Miami. Im goin to t
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With your mercury mouth in the missionary times. And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes. And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes. Oh, who do they think could bury you ?. W
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Got a little girl, little and low. She used to love me but she don't no more. She gotta step it up and go - Yeah go. Can't stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go. . Got a little girl, she s
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I'm gonna walk across the desert, 'til I'm in my right mind. I won't even think about, what I left behind. Nothing back there anyway, that I can call my own. Go back home, leave me alone. It's a long
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Went to see the gypsy,. Stayin' in a big hotel. He smiled when he saw me coming,. And he said, "Well, well, well. ". His room was dark and crowded,. Lights were low and dim. "How are you?" he sa
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Frankie was a good girl. Everybody knows. Paid one hundred dollars. For Albert's new suit of clothes. He was her man that done her wrong Albert said, "I'm leaving you". Won't be gone for long. D
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ti. ar. al. Just like Tom Thumb's blues. Bob Dylan. When you're lost in the rain in Juarez. And it's eastertime too. And your gravity fails. And negativity don't pull you through. Don't put on any
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Three angels up above the street. Each one playing a horn. Dressed in green robes with wings that stick out. They're been there since Christmas morn' The wildest cat from Montana passes by in a fla
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He was just a blue-eyed Boston boy. His voice was low with pain. I'll do your bidding, comrade mine. If I ride back again But if you ride back and I am left. You'll do as much for me. Mother, you
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tiThe Christmas Song. arChristina Aguilera. alMy Kind of Little Christmas. The Christmas Song. Chestnuts roasting on an open fire. Jack frost nipping and she knows. Yuletide carols being sung by a cho
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I'm a-walkin' through the summer nights. The jukebox playing low. Yesterday everything was goin' too fast. Today it's moving too slow. . I got no place left to turn. I got nothing left to burn.
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Every time my baby and me go up town. Police come and they knock me down. Cocaine all around my brain. . Hey baby better come here quick. This old cocaine is making me sick. Cocaine all around m
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tiLet it Be. arThe Beatles. al. Let it Be - Lennon/McCartney. When I find myself in times of trouble. Mother Mary comes to me. Speaking words of wisdom, let it be. And in my hour of darkness. She is s
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I ain't lookin' to compete with you. Beat or cheat or mistreat you. Simplify you, classify you. Deny, defy or crucify you. All I really want to do. Is, baby, be friends with you No, and I ain't l
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I wandered again to my home in the mountain. Where in youth's early days I was happy and free. I looked for my friends but I never could find them. I found they were all rank strangers to me. . E
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ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan"Pretty Peggy-O". I've been around this whole country. But i never yet found fennario. Well, as we marched down. As we marched down. but as we marched down to fennario. Well
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Well, I was feelin' sad and kind of blue. I didn't know what I was gonna do. The Communists were comin' around. They was in the air, they were on the ground. They were all over So I ran down most
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Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee. They're throwin' knives into the tree. Two big bags of dead man's bones. Got their noses to the grind stone. Livin' in the Land of Nod. Trustin' their fate to the han
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I pounded on a farmhouse. Lookin' for a place to stay. I was mighty, mighty tired. I had gone a long, long way. . I said, "Hey, hey, in there. Is there anybody home?". I was standin' on the ste
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Born In Time. bob dylan. In the lonely night. In the blinking stardust of a pale blue light. You're comin' thru to me in black and white. When we were made of dreams. You're blowing down the shaky
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ti. ar. al. Acts of kindness. like breadcrumbs in a fairytale forest. Lead us past dangers as light melts the darkness. But I don't believe, and I'm not consoled. I lean closer to the fire, but I'm co
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Santa-Fe,. Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe,. My woman needs it ev'ryday,. She promised this a-lad she'd stay,. She's rollin' up a lotta bread. To toss away. She's in Santa-Fe,. Dear, dear
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I came to the place where the lone pilgrim lay. And patiently stood by his tomb. When in a low whisper I heard something say. How sweetly I sleep here alone The tempest may howl and the loud thunde
