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rider. . With a silver star between his eyes that open up at hidden lies. Big man crying with defeat, see people gathering in the street. You feel him, you feel him. Freedom rider. . When lightning
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in silence behind her. While you talked of moviеs I've never seen. I rеalized that's how we used to be. But now my best friend is the driver. And I'm the backseat rider. Verse 2. Maybe it's my fault
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Night rider, night rider. You may think that it's the breeze. Whispering through the lonely trees. But it's only him a-flying round the bend. As the day comes to an end Night rider, night rider
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Well now come on easy rider. Give me something for my pain. Well now come on easy rider. Though I know you're not to blame. . The dogs are out to get me. And pull me down, again. . Well now
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Bài hát See See Rider - Elvis Presley. I said, see, see see rider. Oh, see what you have done. I said, see, see see rider. Oh, see what you have done. Oh girl, you made me love you. Now, now
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Bài hát See See Rider - Elvis Presley. I said, see, see see rider. Oh, see what you have done. I said, see, see see rider. Oh, see what you have done. Oh girl, you made me love you. Now, now
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Bài hát See See Rider - Elvis Presley. I said, see, see see rider. Oh, see what you have done. I said, see, see see rider. Oh, see what you have done. Oh girl, you made me love you. Now, now
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Bài hát See See Rider - Elvis Presley. I said, see, see see rider. Oh, see what you have done. I said, see, see see rider. Oh, see what you have done. Oh girl, you made me love you. Now, now
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I said, see, see see rider. Oh, see what you have done. I said, see, see see rider. Oh, see what you have done. Oh girl, you made me love you. Now, now, now your lovin' man has gone Hear what I
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Like a hurricane around your heart. When earth and sky are torn apart. He comes gathering up the bits. While hoping that the puzzle fits He leads you, he leads you. Freedom rider With a silver
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us both raw Slow rider, slow rider move on a little more. The sky boss is waitin' at the big ranch house door I can't help but missin' the daughters that I had. One went to Denver the other went bad
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I'm an easy rider, the wind is at my back. I'm an easy rider, the white line is my track. Every lane is a passin' lane and the ride away is mine. Let me on that straight-away and I'll be fairly
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