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Intro. (Yo Hanna, can you help me out with this piece?). (Yea, Sure). (Ok). (1, 2, 3). Verse 1. When the sun begins to rise. He will look into the skies. Spotting animals in cotton candy clouds. Lost
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(Words by Jack Lawrence and music by Eric Coates). . A sleepy lagoon. A tropical moon and two on an island. A sleepy lagoon. And two hearts in tune. In some lullaby land. The fireflies gleam
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I'm a sleepy time baby, a sleepy time boy. Work only maybe, life is a joy We'll have a sleepy time, time. We'll have a sleepy time, time. We'll have a sleepy time, time. We'll have a sleepy time
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Fresh Cream, Live Cream. I'm a sleepy time baby, a sleepy time boy. Work only maybe, life is a joy. We'll have a sleepy time time. We'll have a sleepy time time. We'll have a sleepy time time
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don't fade away. Chorus. So when I'm gone, oh, when I'm gone. I'll be right there, close to the sun (Close to the sun). Keep holdin' on, keep holdin' on. And I'll be right there, close to the sun. Close
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Fresh Cream, Live Cream. I'm a sleepy time baby, a sleepy time boy. Work only maybe, life is a joy. We'll have a sleepy time time. We'll have a sleepy time time. We'll have a sleepy time time
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Walkin' thru the sleepy city. In the dark it looks so pretty. Till I got to the one cafe. That stays open night and day Just a lookin' at the sleepy city. In the night it looks so pretty. No one
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Bài hát Season In The Sun - Westlife. Goodbye to you my trusted friend. We've known each other since we were nine or ten. Together we've climbed hills and trees. Learned of love and ABC's. Skinned
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some understanding. 'Cause I think I'm going to lose. Yes I think I'm going to lose. . Take me home, little sleepy,. You don't have to take that train. That leads you where you just don't want to
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Oh, I like you so very much. So much, in fact I gotta wake you up. It's not that I have words to speak. I just wanna see you looking at me. In a way, that states In an hour when the sun comes up
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Pale moon shining on the fields below. Folks are crooning songs soft and low. Needn't tell me so because I know. It's sleepy time down south. Soft winds blowing through the pinewood trees. Folks
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Pale moon shining on the fields below. Folks are crooning songs soft and low. Needn't tell me so because I know. It's sleepy time down south. Soft winds blowing through the pinewood trees. Folks
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and fire of love. Takin' over my mind, yea. Wakin' me up, obligin' me to the Sun, oh. Obligin' me to the Sun Sun, Sun merciful one. Sun, Sun, yea, ah ha. Sun, Sun. Won't you lay down your light on
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Well a-way down yonder on the Candy Creek. I whittled out a fiddle from my wagon seat. I fiddled my fiddle and I rubbed my bow. Play a little tune wherever I go. . Chorus. . Sleepy-eyed John
