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grievin' now I wanna hear, hear, hear Miss Ann, I wanna hear her call my name. I wanna hear, hear, hear Miss Ann, I wanna hear her call my name. Because she keep callin' loud, she calls it so sweet and so
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this way Carrie ann, don't ask me why. Baby I work so hard just to hide my emotions. Carrie ann, words can't explain. The way that I feel in my heart Lovers' hearts never quite beat in time. They
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, movin' on. Keep your head up. . ann-annotated" data-id="22018">Sweet dreams are made of this. Who am I to disagree?. I travel the world and the seven seas. Everybody's looking for
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Oh, she's sweet but a psycho. A little bit psycho. At night she's screamin'. "I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind". Oh, she's hot but a psycho. So left but she's right though. At night she's screamin'. "I'm-ma
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to hear, hear, hear Miss Ann, I want to hear her call my name,. I want to hear, hear, hear Miss Ann, I want to hear her call my name,. Because she keep callin' loud, but she calls it so sweet and so
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Big wheels keep on turning. Carry me home to see my kin. Singing songs about the Southland. I miss Alabamy once again. And I think it's a sin, yes. . ann-annotated" data-id="11046
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Well now, oh Mary Ann. Well you sure look fine. Well, oh oh now. I could love you all the time. . Well, now oh Mary Ann. I said baby, don't ya know. Well now, oh oh baby. Don't ya know
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Ann, oh, my dear Ann. You hit me in my face again. Ann, oh, my dear Ann. You made me feel a lonely man. You made me feel a lonely man. . Ann, oh, my dear Ann. With your ice cold words. I just
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(Lee Hazlewood). . Sweet ride. Give up, you won't survive. You'll never get out alive. This world won't let you. I bet you. And if it did. What's it gonna get you?. What counts is a-how you
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(Lee Hazlewood). . Sweet ride. Give up, you won't survive. You'll never get out alive. This world won't let you. I bet you. And if it did. What's it gonna get you?. What counts is a-how you
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Big wheels keep on turning. Carry me home to see my kin. Singing songs about the Southland. I miss Alabamy once again. And I think it's a sin, yes. . ann-annotated" data-id="11046
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Big wheels keep on turning. Carry me home to see my kin. Singing songs about the Southland. I miss Alabamy once again. And I think it's a sin, yes. . ann-annotated" data-id="11046
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Big wheels keep on turning. Carry me home to see my kin. Singing songs about the Southland. I miss Alabamy once again. And I think it's a sin, yes. . ann-annotated" data-id="11046
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Sweet Emotion. Sweet Emotion. . You talk about things that nobody cares. You're wearing out things that nobody wears. You're calling my name but I gotta make clear. I can't say baby where I'll
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ann-annotated" data-id="30794">Where it began. I can't begin to knowin'. But then I know it's growing strong. . Was in the spring. And spring became the summer. Who'd have
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ann-annotated" data-id="30794">Where it began. I can't begin to knowin'. But then I know it's growing strong. . Was in the spring. And spring became the summer. Who'd have
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grievin' now I wanna hear, hear, hear Miss Ann, I wanna hear her call my name. I wanna hear, hear, hear Miss Ann, I wanna hear her call my name. Because she keep callin' loud, she calls it so sweet and so
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grievin' now I wanna hear, hear, hear Miss Ann, I wanna hear her call my name. I wanna hear, hear, hear Miss Ann, I wanna hear her call my name. Because she keep callin' loud, she calls it so sweet and so
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