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to life on a make-shift stage. . It's the Bob Robert's Society Band. Playing every Sunday at the Orange Grove Stand. They don't play grunge and they don't play loud. It's the magic of the music
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. (Yo Jay). Yo D, hoe bob ya head Ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin'. Ah just a bob ya head. Bob ya head. Ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin'. Ah just a bob ya head Well I believe you weave and bob the job
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By Bob Dylan. . Well, your clock is gonna stop. At Saint Peter's gate. Ya gonna ask him what time it is,. He's gonna say, "It's too late. ". Hey, hey!. I'd sure hate to be you. On that
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By Robert Johnson. Recording of November 27, 1936. San Antonio, Texas. . I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees. I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees. Asked the lord above
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By Robert Johnson. Recording of November 27, 1936. San Antonio, Texas. . I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees. I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees. Asked the lord above
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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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I once loved a girl, her skin it was bronze. With the innocence of a lamb, she was gentle like a fawn. I courted her proudly but now she is gone. Gone as the season she's taken In a young summer's
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I once loved a girl, her skin it was bronze. With the innocence of a lamb, she was gentle like a fawn. I courted her proudly, but now she is gone. Gone as the season she's taken. . Through young
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Fallin'. By Robert Klein. Original Artist. . I'm afraid to fly. And I don't know why. I'm jealous of the people the who are not afraid to die. It's just that I recall. Back when I was small
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had lost what should have been found And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford. I'm low as a paid assassin is. You know I'm cold as a hired sword. I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up. You
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by Bob Dylan. If not for you,. Babe, I couldn't find the door,. Couldn't even see the floor,. I'd be sad and blue,. If not for you. If not for you,. Babe, I'd lay awake all night,. Wait for the
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robe en dentelle. Et moi j'avais choisi mes bell' bretelles. Mais au moment d'partir, ma m? Re m'appelle. . Robert. Robert. O? Est-il donc pass?. Robert. Robert. Faut rentrer te coucher
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My heart is sad and lonely. For you I sigh, for you dear only. Why haven't you seen it. I'm all for you body and soul I spend my days in longing. And wondering why it's me you're wronging. I tell
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My heart is sad and lonely. For you I sigh, for you dear only. Why haven't you seen it. I'm all for you body and soul I spend my days in longing. And wondering why it's me you're wronging. I tell
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Bài hát Billy & Rex & Oral & Bob - Johnny Cash. Ordained for proclaimin' the gospel of Jesus. The great super preachers go crusadin' on. And the people all gather in big congregations. They hear of
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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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ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan"Man of Constant Sorrow". I'm a man of constant sorrow. I've seen trouble all my days. I'll say goodbye to colorado. Where i was born and partly raised. Your mother says i'm a
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by Bob Dylan. Now, there's a certain thing. That I learned from Jim. That he'd always make sure I'd understand. And that is that there's a certain way. That a man must swim. If he expects to live off
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by Bob Dylan. Now, there's a certain thing. That I learned from Jim. That he'd always make sure I'd understand. And that is that there's a certain way. That a man must swim. If he expects to live off
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Fallin'. By Robert Klein. Original Artist. . I'm afraid to fly. And I don't know why. I'm jealous of the people the who are not afraid to die. It's just that I recall. Back when I was small
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Glad you came, glad you're here. Have some champagne, imported beer. . Dig down in your dirt bag and roll us out a spleef. Been erect here now for thirteen days and I came to get relief, relief.
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By Bob Dylan. . Mm, tell mama,. Where'd ya sleep last night?. Cain't ya hear me cryin'?. Hm, hm, hm. . Hey, tell me baby,. What's the matter here?. Cain't ya hear me cryin'?. Hm, hm, hm
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I was talking to the whippoorwill. He says you've got a corny trill. Bob White, whatcha gonna swing tonight? I was talking to the mockingbird. He says you are the worst he's heard. Bob White
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(Dolly Parton) Dr. Robert F. Thomas. May his name forever stand. Dr. Robert F. Thomas. Was a mighty, mighty man. And he enriched the lives. Of everyone that ever knew him. And in my song I
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Song I'M Comin' Home - Robert Earl Keen. Packed my suitcase, I racked my brain. Bought a ticket on the late night train. Took a taxi through the pourin' rain. I'm comin' home to you Flew from
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ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan "Song To Woody". I'm out here a thousand miles from my home. Walkin' a road other men have gone down. I'm seein' your world of people and things. Hear paupers and peasants and
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gonna close my eyes and dream. And let that cork bob away my blues Well I'd wake up every mornin'. I'd pick peaches all day. And on Saturday nights we'll have a dance or two. We might waller in the
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From Chris Warren's Robert Plant site used with permission This is the English part of the lyric sung by Robert Plant. From my island home I feel a chance. Kiss the tide - goes time and
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my only escape from it all. Watchin' a film or a face on the wall Robert De Niro's waiting. Talking Italian. Robert De Niro's waiting. Talking Italian. Robert De Niro's waiting. Talking Italian
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Rainbow Country. Bob Marley Hey Mr. Music. Ya sure sound good to me. I can't refuse it. What got to be, got to be Feel like dancing. Dance cause we are free I got my home. In the promise land
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ti. ar. al. 4th time around. Bob Dylan. When she said,. "Don't waste your words, they're just lies,". I cried she was deaf. And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes,. Then said, "What else
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Love". *written by Bob Geldof
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Song In The Day(Album Version) - Billy Bob Thornton. Do you remember in the day. All our crazy summer ways. And those guys that were our friends. . The red and yellow windy falls. When we seemed
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Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat. An' cov'rin' the crossroads i'm standing at,. Or maybe it's the weather or something like that,. But mama, you been on my mind. Bob Dylan. I don't mean
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Bob Stein. And over Jake they held a wake in the days of '49. In the days of old, in the days of gold. How oft'times I repine for the days of old. When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49
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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
