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Well, I'll sing you a song, it ain't very long. About an old man, he never done wrong. How he died nobody can say. They found him dead in the street one day And the crowd, they gathered one fine
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Lord, I'm walkin' down the line. Walkin' down the line. An' I'm walkin' down the line. My feet'll be a-flyin'. To tell about my troubled mind I got a heavy-headed gal. I got a heavy-headed gal
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fight your secret war. And though I used to wonder why -. I used to cry till I was dry. Still sometimes I get a strange pain inside. Oh, Joey, if you're hurting so am I. Joey, honey - I've got the money
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Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights. Get up, stand up, don't give up the fight. Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights. Get up, stand up, don't give up the fight Preacher man, don't
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Roots Natty roots. Dread Binghi dread. I and I are the roots Some are leaf. Some are branches. I and I are the roots Some are the dry wood. For the fire. Whoa, Look at that They need a dry wood
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I pity the poor immigrant. Who wishes he would've stayed home. Who uses all his power to do evil. But in the end is always left so alone. That man whom with his fingers cheats. And who lies with
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Here I am, walking down the street. (walk walk walk walk walk walk walk). And the terrain, everything is so sweet. (woah woah woah sweet). (woah woah woah sweet). I'm doing my thing and I'm
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Uh! Ya too rude!. Uh! Eh! What a rat race!. Oh, what a rat race!. Oh, what a rat race!. Oh, what a rat race!. This is the rat race! Rat race! (Rat race!) Some a lawful, some a *, some a
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Now you get what you want,. Do you want more? (want more). Now you get what you want,. Do you want more? (want more) You think it's the end,. But it's just the beginning. You think it's the end
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Most of the time. I'm clear focused all around. Most of the time. I can keep both feet on the ground. I can follow the path. I can read the sign. Stay right with it when the road unwinds. I
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(J. Fogerty). Seven Thirty Seven comin' out of the sky. Oh! Won't you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride,. I wanna move. Chorus. Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Yeah!. Well, I'm flyin
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ti. ar. al. Get up, stand up stand up for your rights!. Get up, stand up stand up for your rights!. Get up, stand up stand up for your rights!. Get up, stand up don't give up the fight!. Preacherman
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ti. ar. al. AlbumKaya. TitleKaya. Wake up and turn me loose. Wake up and turn me loose. Wake up and turn me loose. For the rain is falling. Got to have kaya now. Got to have kaya now. Got to have
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I'll play your fav'rite song, darlin'. We can rock it all night long, darlin'. 'Cause I've got love, darlin',. Love, sweet love, darlin'. Mellow mood has got me,. So let the music rock me
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ti. ar. al. Get up, stand up stand up for your rights!. Get up, stand up stand up for your rights!. Get up, stand up stand up for your rights!. Get up, stand up don't give up the fight!. Preacherman
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The sun shall not smite I by day,. Nor the moon by night;. And everything that I do. Shall be upfull and right. And if it's all night,. It got to be all right!. If it's all night,. Got to be
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Tra la la la la soul captives are free,. Tra la la la la soul captives are free. When you wake up early in the morning and you feel like devil in the sun. Time slips away without you knowing cause
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How many roads must a man walk down. Before you can call him a man?. How many seas must a white dove sail. Before she sleeps in the sand?. Yes
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How many roads must a man walk down. Before you can call him a man?. How many seas must a white dove sail. Before she sleeps in the sand?. Yes
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where them grams at Stacks rubber band wraps the streets the limmy. Got me a squadder wit a driver a souped up hemi. Be happy you in my presence, I can't give you a penny. 'Cause this nigga only tough
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jah live. Children yeah. Jah Jah live children yeah. Jah Live . Children yeah. jah Jah Live children yeah. The truth is an offence . But not a sin . Is he who laugh last,children. Is he who win. Is a
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There was a wicked messenger. From Eli he did come. With a mind that multiplied. The smallest matter. When questioned who had sent for him. He answered with his thumb. For his tongue it could
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Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-hm! Ooh-oo-oo-oo-er. Mm-mm-mm. Jah would never give the power to a baldhead. Run come crucify the Dread. Time alone - oh, time will tell. Think you're in heaven, but ya living in
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ti. ar. al. sun is shining, the weather is sweet. make you want to move your dancing feet. to the rescue, here i am. want you to know, y'all, where i stand. (monday morning) here i am. want you to
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Well, I'm walkin' down the line,. I'm walkin' down the line. An' I'm walkin' down the line. My feet'll be a-flyin'. To tell about my troubled mind. . I got a heavy-headed gal. I got a heavy
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Intro. . {Next few lines mumbled in back-ground}. Hey Bob! How we doin man?. All right. Its been a while man, this place is so rad. This band's my favorite man, don'tcha love um?. Yeah. Oh
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Intro. . {Next few lines mumbled in back-ground}. Hey Bob! How we doin man?. All right. Its been a while man, this place is so rad. This band's my favorite man, don'tcha love um?. Yeah. Oh
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Well, I'm walkin' down the highway. With my suitcase in my hand. Yes, I'm walkin' down the highway. With my suitcase in my hand. Lord, I really miss my baby. She's in some far-of land. . Well
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Well, I'm walkin' down the highway. With my suitcase in my hand. Yes, I'm walkin' down the highway. With my suitcase in my hand. Lord, I really miss my baby. She's in some far-of land. . Well
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I've just reached a place. Where the willow don't bend. There's not much more to be said. It's the top of the end. I'm going,. I'm going,. I'm gone. I'm closin' the book. Bob Dylan. On the pages and
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Song Knockin' On Heaven's Door. Artist Bob Dylan. Mama, take this badge off of me. I can't use it anymore. It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see. I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. Knock
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Song Knockin' On Heaven's Door. Artist Bob Dylan. Mama, take this badge off of me. I can't use it anymore. It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see. I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. Knock
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What your hands do,. It's your own eyes that've seen. So won't you judge your actions. To make sure the results are clean? It's your own conscience. That is gonna remind you. That it's your
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(Who-oo-oo-oo is Mr Brown?). Mr Brown is a clown who rides through town in a coffin. (Where he be found?). In the coffin where there is. Three crows on top and two is laughing. Oh, what a
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quitting Cold turkey, giving you the cold shoulder,. Off, like a band-aid, one quick sting, then it's over I'm quitting, (quitting), quitting, (quitting), quitting, I'm not kidding I'm kicking you,. Cause
