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a sofa from the folks, the table I just stole. With a neon mickey's sign for no reason.
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Here they come, looking so alive. They're here for business but it's all none of your jive. Brighter tomorrows are in their eyes. You'd better make way for the young folks. Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
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Someday we'll build a home on a hilltop high. You and I, shiny and new. Cottage that two can fill. And we'll be pleased to be called. The folks who live on the hill Someday we may be adding a
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Someday we'll build a home on a Hilltop High. You and I, shiny and new. Cottage that two can fill. And we'll be pleased to be called. The folks who live on the Hill Someday, we may be adding a
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how we do. We do it for the people. And the struggle, a lot of brothas and their folks. The lovers of the dope. Experiment to discover hope. Scuffle for notes. The ruffle I wrote. Times was
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track. We kept chickens in a pen in the back. And everybody said we was po' folks My daddy was a farmer but all he ever raised was us. Dug a forty foot well, struck thirty six gallons of dust. The
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folks. The name of this song is penguin in bondage,. An' it's a song that ah, deals with the possible variations on. A basic theme which is. well,. You understand what a basic theme is. And then the
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. So it comes as no surprise. The church has brutalised. After all the first slave ship they named. It Jesus. . Some folks are hollow. Got no tomorrow. Happiness can neither. Beg steal or borrow
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I want to thank your folks. For making you as sweet as you are,. How else can I express how I feel,. Assess and reveal all my love?. I want to thank your folks. For making you the dream that you
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I want to thank your folks. For making you as sweet as you are,. How else can I express how I feel,. Assess and reveal all my love?. I want to thank your folks. For making you the dream that you
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Here they come, looking so alive. They're here for business but it's all none of your jive. Brighter tomorrows are in their eyes. You'd better make way for the young folks. Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
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the dirt. Peace on earth They're reading names out over the radio. All the folks the rest of us won't get to know. Sean and Julia, Gareth, Ann and Brenda. Their lives are bigger than any big idea
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Bài hát Country Folks - The Lost Trailers. Hey, look at all those cowgirls. Tearin' down the gravel roads on Saturday night. Singing, "Summertime" at the top of their lungs. Sippin' Dixie cups of