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When you hide next to me. With your eyes up close to me. I hear footsteps in the dark. When you hijack my heart. . Cool breeze down the hall. I can feel you breathe. Outside my door. . Bang
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Song Lonely At The Top(Album Version) - Jamey Johnson. I was pourin' out my troubles. To a stranger in the bar. About the problems and the pressures. On a country music star. . Half braggin
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Stripped to the waist. We fall into the river. Cover your eyes. So you don't know the secret. I've been trying to hide. We held our breath. To see our names are written. On the wreck of '86. That was
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In the twilight glow I seen her. Blue eyes crying in the rain. When we kissed goodbye and parted. I knew we'd never meet again. Love is like a dying
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Oh amazing grace how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me. I once was lost oh but now I'm found I was blind Lord but now I see. Through many dangers toils and snares that we already fear
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(Choir). The Lord has madea covenant with you. He has promisedthat Hewould blessyou. You are inthe Earthbut you live, abovethe curse. You are kingdom, you have rights. Blessings comewith no
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on a corner. Then danced through the night The boys of the NYPD choir. Were singing "Galway Bay". And the bells were ringing out. For Christmas day You're a bum. You're a punk. You're an old slut
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Southern Nights. By Glen Campbell. . Southern nights. Have you ever felt a southern night. Free as a breeze, not to mention the trees. Whistling tunes that you know and love so. . Southern
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Whiskey in the jar - traditional. Whiskey in the jar - traditional. . As I was going' over the Cork and Kerry mountains. I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was counting. I first produced my
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Whiskey in the jar - traditional. Whiskey in the jar - traditional. . As I was going' over the Cork and Kerry mountains. I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was counting. I first produced my
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speak. It only makes it harder. . The light turns on. So won't you let me please forget?. They're watching close. So won't you let me please forget?. . A thousand hands are reaching out. A choir
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You clamber up. And look behind. Their watchful eyes. The helping hands. A hen that's fierce. And painted blue. With red eyes. Wants to swallow you. A dragon dives and soars on tracks. The
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Like a dream on the ocean. Always drifting away. And I can't catch up. She just skips away - on the tide. Sometimes a great notion. Can lead you astray. So weak to devotion. So strong to
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(G. Johnson/Apjj). . Feels like the sun never shines on this poor man's yard. And when the nighttime falls, you know it falls down hard. If I had a hold on you I know that I could get through it
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Somewhere there's music. How faint the tune. Somewhere there's heaven. How high the moon. There is no moon above. When love is far away too. Till it comes true. That you love me as I love you
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She tries not to shatter, kaleidoscope style. Personality changes behind her red smile. Every new problem brings a stranger inside. Heplessly forcing one more new disguise. . Christine-the
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Ten years ago on a cold dark night. Someone was killed 'neath the town hall light. Just a few at the scene, and they all did agree. That the man who ran looked a lot like me The judge said "Son
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feeling that. Once lived in this house Laughin' and dying. At the mirror in the hall. Talkin' to myself. A memory don't remember at all. Last thing you told me was the first thing that brought on these
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last. . Through the windows of the train,. I caught reflections of a paper cup,. Hanging small in a pale blue sky,. Never knowing which way's up. . Above the clouds, what's to be found,. I have
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I hear the bells. Saying Christmas is near. They ring out to tell the world. That this is the season of cheer I hear a choir. Singing sweetly somewhere. And a glow fills my heart, I'm at peace
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Oh, he's all. He's all over me. He's keeping me alive. He's all over me. He's keeping me alive He's all over me. And he's keeping me alive. The Lord is keeping me alive. I know he's. He's
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,. She would have her wedding day,. And the people sang like an angel choir,. And everybody said that this was; Love of a different world,love of the life,. Love of the ancient ones,love of the heart
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Go down Moses way down in Egypt land. Tell all Pharaohs to let My people go When Israel was in Egypt land. Let My people go. Oppressed so hard they could not stand. Let My people go So the God
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on the studio wall,. Concert hall. And echoes with the sounds of salesmen. Of salesmen. Of salesmen.
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Harmful elements in the air. Symbols crashing everywhere. Reaps the fields of rice and reeds. While the population feeds. Junk floats on polluted water. An old custom to sell your daughter
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Dear, when you smiled at me, I heard a melody. It haunted me from the start. Something inside of me started a symphony. ***! went the strings of my heart. . Was like a breath of spring, I heard
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Five, six, seven, eight!. . All the time, awake. You're still on my mind. But we were on our own. Almost all the time. . And she'll step away. For a second or two. And I close my eyes. And
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only there for the night. . We watched the power fall inside the Olso hall. While all the cold Norweigians cried, --ied. . Who could say, what was left and where was right?. By the way, I could
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. The joker is her favorite card. And The drunk he can't stay sober. He says it's oh, much too hard, it's much too hard Meantime something seedy. Was happening across the hall. Someone seemed to be
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. The joker is her favorite card. And The drunk he can't stay sober. He says it's oh, much too hard, it's much too hard Meantime something seedy. Was happening across the hall. Someone seemed to be
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He broke your heart . He took your soul . You hurt inside . 'Cause there's a hole . You need some time . To be alone . Then you will find . What you've always known . I'm the one who really loves you
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love. Living in the promiseland. . Chorus. Living in the promiseland. Our dreams are made of steel. The prayer of every man. Is to know how freedom feels. There is a winding road. Across the
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Om du vore mer som mig. Skulle jag gе ner pе dig. Om du vore mer som hon I Annie Hall. Дnnu en sе lдnge vдn. Дnnu mer fцr lдnge sen. Som jag blev fцrvеnad цver nеgot som nеgon sa. . Sдg mig
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Just when you were getting used to this place. You were getting used to these bones. You were getting used to the changes. Well the change won't leave you alone You finally caught up with the pace