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song sung blue
everybody knows one song sung blue every garden grows one me and you are subject to the blues now and then but when you take the blues and make a song you sing them out again song sung blue weeping like a willow song sung blue sleeping on my pillow funny thing, but you can sing it with a cry in your voice and before you know it, start to feeling good you simply got no choice. me and you are subject to the blues now and then but when you take the blues and make a song you sing them out again song sung blue weeping like a willow song sung blue sleeping on my pillow funny thing, but you can sing it with a cry in your voice and before you know it, start to feeling good you simply got no choice. song sung blue~~ song sung blue~~ |
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| 2:05 |
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Porcupine pie
porcupine pie porcupine pie Vanilla soup a double scoop please No maybe I want maybe I won't maybe I will The titti fruit with fruity blue cheese Ah but porcupine pie porcupine pie porcupine pie Don't let it get on your jeans I know it sounds a little strange but you got to eat it with gloves or your hands will turn green Ah but porcupine pie porcupine pie porcupine pie It weaves it's way through my dreams And I do believe I'm gonna have one and leave enough room for dessert chicken ripple ice cream |
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Roll 'em in the morning, roll without no warning, Hot damn, hot damn, hot damn, you know that he could and he would, He's a high rollin' man in a high rollin' neighborhood. Roll 'em, roll 'em, roll 'em, roll 'em, roll 'em, roll 'em. Don't do much good, but good Lord, he could roll 'em. Lord, he was a dreamer, hardly worth redeeming, Hot damn, hot damn, hot damn, you know that he was, Lord, he was, But when it comes to his thumbs, ain't a man who can do what he does. Roll 'em, roll 'em, roll 'em, roll 'em, roll 'em, roll'em, Don't do much good, but good Lord, he could roll 'em. Roll 'em, roll 'em, roll 'em, roll 'em, roll 'em, roll 'em, Don't do much good, but good Lord, he could roll 'em. Roll 'em, roll 'em, roll 'em, roll 'em, roll 'em, roll 'em, Don't do much good, but good Lord, he could roll 'em. |
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Canta libre, Canta vida, de mi madre, y mi padre,
Canta mi corazon, Para los ninos, y sus ninos, canta libre. I got music runnin' in my head, Makes me feel like a young bird flyin', 'Cross my mind and layin' in my bed, Keeps me away from the thought of dyin'. Canta libre, Canta vida, de mi madre y mi padre. I got music runnin' in my brain, Ev'ry song with it's own kind of meaning, Cleanse the soul and wash away the pain, Baptized by the song that you're singing. Canta libre, Canta la vida, siempre conmigo, canta libre. Canta libre, canta la vida. Canta mi corazon, Paralos ninos, y sus ninos, canta libre, de mi madre, y mi padre, canta libre, canta libre |
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Captain Sunshine
make me drink wine Make me feel fine when I'm feelin' wrongly down He don't take much he don't make much But ah to be such a man as he and walk so pure between the earth and the sea Captain Sunshine he do me fine Make the words rhyme when he knows the tune is sad He don't take much he don't make much But ah to be such a man as he and walk so pure between the earth and the sea He don't take much he don't make much But ah to be such a man as he and walk so pure between the earth and the sea |
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| 3:52 |
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She was moring
And I was night time I one day woke up To find her lying Beside my bed I softly said Come take me For I've been lonely In need of someone As though I'd done Someone wrong somewhere But I don't know where But I don't know where Come lately You are the sun I am the moon You are the words I am the tune Play me Song she sang to me Song she brang to me Words that rang in me Rhyme that sprang from me Warmed the night And what was right Became me You are the sun I am the moon You are the words I am the tune Play me And so it was That I came to travel Upon a road That was thorned and narrow Another place Another grace Would save me You are the sun I am the moon You are the word I am the tune Play me You are the sun I am the moon You are the word I am the tune Play |
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| 3:53 |
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Gitchy Goomy
Words and Music by Neil Diamond Gitchy Goomy, gitchy gaddy, sit you laddie down on your daddy's knee, And ain't it a nice place to be? Goggin noggin, papa's rockin' like a mockin' bird in a windy tree, and that ain't no place for me. Been there one time, been there two times, been there three times more than I care to be, But we're gonna make it through, Gitchy Goomy. Life is good, life is fine, life is warm, life is kind, can you see it? Love is great, love is right, keeps you warm late at night when you need it. Baby boy, daddy's joy, life's a toy, but you don't wanna break it. Like a sweet symphony, all you need is the key, you can play it. Gitchy Goomy, gitchy gaddy, sit you laddie down while I have my say, Now don't be runnin' away. Goggin Noggin, papa's talkin' don't go walkin' off like you mean to play, Well, you can have it your way. Been there one time, been there two times, been there three times more than I care to say, But you're gonna be O.K. Gitchy Goomy. Life is good, life is fine, life is warm, life is kind, can you see it? Love is great, love is right, keeps you warm late at night when you need it. Baby boy, daddy's joy, life's a toy, but you don't wanna break it. Like a sweet symphony, all you need is the key, you can play it. Been there one time, been there two times, been there three times more than I care to be, Seen it one time, seen it two times, Seen it three times, Lord 'n' it's plain to see. Ah, you gonna make it through Gitchy Goomy. You 'n' me gonna make it through Gitchy Goomy. Ah, you gonna make it through Gitchy Goomy. |
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| 3:05 |
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Walk on water, ain't it like her,
She leads the children, Ain't it right, ain't it right, ain't it right! And ain't it wond'rous, the way she does it, Gives love and loves it, Ain't it right, ain't it right, ain't it right! Light de light, we got mornin', mornin' makes another day, Glory sight, got de dawnin', Lordy, light the night away! Light de light, we got mornin', mornin' makes another day, Glory sight, got de dawnin' Lordy, light the night away! Light de light, we got mornin', mornin' makes another day, Glory sight, got de dawnin' Lordy, light the night away! She walks on water, ain't it like her, She leads the children, Ain't it right, ain't it right, ain't it right |
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| 0:33 |
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| 11. |
| 4:25 |
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Morningside
the old man died And no one cried they simply turned away And when he died He left a table filled with nails and pride And with his hands he carved these words inside For my children Morning light morning bright I spent the night with dreams that make you weep Morning time Wash away the sadness from these eyes of mine For I recall the words an old man signed For my children And the legs were shaped with his hands And the table made with oaken wood And the children that sat around this table Touched it with their laughter and that was good Morningside the old man died And no one cried he surely died alone And truth is sad For not a child would claim the gift he had The words he carved became his epitaph For my children |
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