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Wish I had a known ya. When you were a little younger. 'Round me you might have learned a thing or two. If I had known ya longer. You might be a little stronger. Maybe you'd shoot straighter than
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Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling. It's you, It's you, must go, and I must bide. But come y
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There's a lot of strange men in cell block ten. But the strangest of them all. Was a friend of mine who spent his time. Staring at the wall. Staring at the wall As he looked at the wall. So stron
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Come all you rounders if you wanna hear the story about a brave engineer. Casey Jones was the roller's name on a 68 wheeler course he won his fame. Caller called Casey bout half past four he kissed
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Country boy. Ain't got no shoes. Country boy. Ain't got no blues Well you work all day while you're waitin' to play. In the sun and the sand, with a face that's tan. At the end of the day, when y
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Love hurts,. Love scars,. Love wounds and mars. Any heart not tough or strong enough. To take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain. Love is like a cloud,. it holds a lot of rain. . Love hurts, Oo
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Bài hát San Quentin - Johnny Cash. San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me. You've hosted me since nineteen sixty three. I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen them die. And long ago I stopped
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What's that?. Hey, what are you guys drinking in those tall, purple glasses?. What is that, rot guts?. (Home brew) Tea? Hey a little bit later on in the show. I'm going to do you a brand new song.
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If you ever go across the sea to Ireland. Then maybe at the closing of your day. You will sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh. Or watch the sun go down on Galway Bay For the breezes blowing o
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Amazing grace how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me. I once was lost but now I'm found was blind but now I see. Twas grace that taught my heart to fear and grace my fears relieved. How pr
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But the land was already claimed by a people. When the cowboy came and when the soldiers came. The story of the American Indian is in a lot of ways. A story of tragedy, like that day at Wounded Kne
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Oh, I'll twine with my mingles and waving black hair. With the rose so red and the lilies so fair. And the mirltes so bright with the emerald dew. The pale and the leader and eyes look like blue.
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There was an old stone cutter. Who lived in a cabin on the mountain side. And the old stone cutter. Knew it won't be long before he died And all around his cabin. Were statues the man had made. S
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Last Saturday night I got married me and my wife settled down. Now me and my wife have parted gonna take another stroll downtown Irene goodnight Irene goodnight. Goodnight Irene Goodnight Irene I'll
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