down From father unto son And me not being related, I could never be the one So I saved up all my silver, and took it to a man Who said he could deliver
riding shotgun with you Tangled twisted strands of love Hanging from above Chorus: I'm burnin for you Burnin for you We were first time lovers In a secret
eyes It is a good day to die He spoke of the days before the white man came With his guns and whisky He told of a time a long time ago Before what you
day, with a nose full of pus Yeah, heavy and a bottle of bread Yeah, heavy and a bottle of bread Yeah, heavy and a bottle of bread It's a one-track
Hab' meine Gründe weshalb ich jetzt nachhauen muss. Hab' meine Gründe weshalb ich jetzt nachhauen muss Sie is' 'n Ausflipper kennt nur einen
Das war ein harter Tag. Ich hab' geschuftet wie ein Vieh! Das war ein harter Tag. Und ich werd' schlafen wie noch nie! Doch wenn ich heim komm' zu dir
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lone And solitary way And he gave to me A gift I know I never can repay A quiet man of music Denied a simpler fate He tried to be a soldier once But
One man day, rolling in high and gray Too much fire Everyone tried Now everyone's tierd You and I, where do we go, what do we say? We'll open our minds
She likes to put on pretty things And watch herself go walking by If she turns her head just so much Down her head and glances low She'll see another
no reason to try to hide Kindly direct your eyes toward to the horizon It's a good day to be alive, it's a good day to be alive, It's a good day to be
a probable bore Put me hands and knees on scrabble floor Do it right receive the lions share bliss Know all too well just where that ration is Learned a
to the moon and jazz hands, boot to the moon jazz hands, boot to the moon jazz hands, boot to the moon boot to the moon, jazz hands you all a real
Once upon a good time on this very day Somewhere in another universe A band got in a van and drove for miles on end They just this minute got here with
[3.1. Introduction] [3.2. Preludium] [3.3. Allegro] [3.4. Dance] [3.5. Fugue] [3.6. Postludium (R. Hubert (except "Dance" composed by Christopher Young
Das Meer erglanzte weit hinaus Im letzten Abendscheine; Wir sa?en am einsamen Fischerhaus, Wir sa?en stumm und alleine. Der Nebel stieg, das Wasser
"And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda" - Eric Bogle Now when I was a young man, I carried me pack, and I lived the free life of a rover From the Murray
And solitary way And he gave to me A gift I know I never can repay A quiet man of music Denied a simpler fate He tried to be a soldier once But his