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Bài hát The Devil Went Down To Georgia - The Charlie Daniels Band. Well the Devil went down to Georgia. He was lookin' for a soul to steal. He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind. And he was
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need to say a word. Well her lips did all the talkin', and not a sound was ever heard. Brake baby, won't you tell me what's on your mind. She threw me rhythm from a red car, she threw me rhythm from a
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. Dum di dia di da. Dum di dia di da. Dum di dia di da. Come pick my Roses!. Sweet from the flowers. Honey from the bees. I've got a feeling, I'm ready to release. Roses are red and. Violets are
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Song Red Dress . Singer Lucy Hale. If I close my eyes, and Imagine you are here. It'll last for awhile, before you disappear. So I close my eyes, cause the only thing I fear. Is waking up one day
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Ride on, ride on Red, ride on Well, I left my home in Vicksburg and started traveling north. Made it to New Orleans as the bus was taking off. The citizens' committee was giving away the fare
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. But there was so many red flags . Now another one bites the dust . And let's be clear, I trust no one . . (Pre-Chorus) . You did not break me . I'm still fighting for peace . . (Chorus) . Well I've
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the wisdom in. And all the birds and the bees lived so peacefully. And all of the babies they slept so gently until. . Little Red, Little Red, Little Red, Little Red, Little Red, Little Red, Little
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. (Guitars). So get you a guitar and learn how to play. Grow out your hair, come up with a name. With a little bit of luck you’ll be packing the stands. Find a few good buddies, start a band. No need to study
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. (Guitars). So get you a guitar and learn how to play. Grow out your hair, come up with a name. With a little bit of luck you’ll be packing the stands. Find a few good buddies, start a band. No need to study
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(Shel Silverstein & Jeffrey Comanor) I'm gonna throw my grass out the window. Crumple up my papers too. Give away my speed, Cause all I'm gonna need. Is just a little bit of love from you And
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(Shel Silverstein & Jeffrey Comanor) I'm gonna throw my grass out the window. Crumple up my papers too. Give away my speed, Cause all I'm gonna need. Is just a little bit of love from you And
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Chorus. Sister, soak the beans. I'll be comin Home to Chop the Onion. Mama, light the stove. It'll take a while for the cornbread to get done. I'll be comin' home. I've had enough, I'm done
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Chorus. Sister, soak the beans. I'll be comin Home to Chop the Onion. Mama, light the stove. It'll take a while for the cornbread to get done. I'll be comin' home. I've had enough, I'm done
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Upon one summer's morning. I carefully did stray. Down by the Walls of Wapping. Where I met a sailor gay. Conversing with a young lass. Who seemed to be in pain,. Saying, William, when you go. I fear
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entrance there. Some sweet day we're going over. And all the beauties there to share. (That's why I'm saying ) Just a little while to stay here. Just a little while to wait. Just a little while to labor
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Come on. Play it. Play it on, baby I don't care alright, about your past, dig. I just want hey, my love to last, come on. I don't care hit the band about your faults, huh. I just want hey, to
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Come on. Play it. Play it on, baby I don't care alright, about your past, dig. I just want hey, my love to last, come on. I don't care hit the band about your faults, huh. I just want hey, to
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Come on. Play it. Play it on, baby I don't care alright, about your past, dig. I just want hey, my love to last, come on. I don't care hit the band about your faults, huh. I just want hey, to
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Come on. Play it. Play it on, baby I don't care alright, about your past, dig. I just want hey, my love to last, come on. I don't care hit the band about your faults, huh. I just want hey, to
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Come on. Play it. Play it on, baby I don't care alright, about your past, dig. I just want hey, my love to last, come on. I don't care hit the band about your faults, huh. I just want hey, to
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Come on. Play it. Play it on, baby I don't care alright, about your past, dig. I just want hey, my love to last, come on. I don't care hit the band about your faults, huh. I just want hey, to
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