Over the past few years. To thetraditional sounds of the English summer. Incomprehensible. Incomprehensible What were the skies like when you were young?. They went on forever and they, when I
the rear was a Methodist This musical aggregation toured the entire nation. Singing thetraditional ballads. And the folk songs of our land. They performed with great virtuosity. And soon they were
the motherfuckin' product Motherfucker you gots to get a job. If you wanna stay in my motherfuckin' house Many young men reject thetraditional values. That are important to their parents. Church
wiser. So can I stand next to you?. So can I stand next to you?. So can I stand next to you?. So can I stand next to you?. Face it, we don't belong in thetraditional sense. We, we know we're as solid as
Over the past few years. To thetraditional sounds of the English summer. Incomprehensible. Incomprehensible What were the skies like when you were young?. They went on forever and they, when I
the rear was a Methodist This musical aggregation toured the entire nation. Singing thetraditional ballads. And the folk songs of our land. They performed with great virtuosity. And soon they were
Traditional, arranged and adapted by clarence white Farther along we'll know all about it. Farther along we'll understand why. Cheer up my brother, live in the sunshine. We'll understand it all by
Near Barcelona, the peasant crooned. The old traditional Spanish tunes. The Neapolitan street song sighs. You think of Italian skies. . Each nation has a creative vein. Originating a native
(Traditional) Gonna build me a log cabin on a mountain so high. So I can see my darling as she goes passing by. Oh the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird and she warbles as she flies. But she never says
Traditional. . Black is the color of my true love's hair. His face is like roses so fair. He's the prettiest face. And the neatest of hands. I love the ground on where he stands. . Oh I love
Traditional. . Black is the color of my true love's hair. His face is like roses so fair. He's the prettiest face. And the neatest of hands. I love the ground on where he stands. . Oh I love
Traditional. . Black is the color of my true love's hair. His face is like roses so fair. He's the prettiest face. And the neatest of hands. I love the ground on where he stands. . Oh I love
Traditional. . Black is the color of my true love's hair. His face is like roses so fair. He's the prettiest face. And the neatest of hands. I love the ground on where he stands. . Oh I love
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
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
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