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And I saw you weave your cocoons And I saw you changing your tunes for the party line And I saw you welsh on old debts I saw you and your comrades bum
And I saw you weave your cocoons And I saw you changing your tunes for the party line And I saw you welsh on old debts I saw you and your comrades bum
Well, little Tuesday Welsh Drove an old beat up Ford And always had a full can Right inside her door Some days she drink Miller Some day she'd drink
WHITE (Derek Welsh/Randy Barber) My old man spent more time in the big house Than he ever did at our house, when I was growing up He was around
Black and welsh So I can back myself I don't need nobody else Nobody's help When I was going on dread I coulda grown old in a cell But I had more
Moscow. Tune in New York Listen tot the Welsh kid talk Communicating like in the good old days Forgive me father for I have sinned It was either me
Under a half harvest moon Hung in blood test maroon We ride out singing old Dylan tunes Dim drive down slim dog-leg lanes To Shingle Street again I’m
stays in the jeans But i now just feel so sick The world around me was green Now it is just so unclean This country is old The country is cold I prefer
Going Back To Mexico (Lyrics: D. Welsh) (Music: D. Welsh, C. Welsh, M. Cummings, R. Hatcher) So many freaks trying to pull the wool on me But I
of the world's best sugary wines "Chateau Bleu", too, has won many prizes Not least for it's taste And it's lingering afterburn "Old Smokey, 1968" has been
today? Try the Welsh-Italian way Looks like frothy coffee's here to stay Luisa Mancini, you are going to be late Alright, Papa Look! There's Dai
welsh Rimbaud You'd laugh to see the monograms they make of you Ah, Mr. Thomas let us ramble through the midnight fair Let us throw old bottles
This is the story of the Liberty of Norton Folgate Old Jack Norris, 'The Musical Shrimp' And the cadging ramble A little bit of this Would you like
This is the story of the Liberty Of Norton Folgate Old Jack Norris, the musical shrimp and the cadging ramble..... A little bit of this, would you
should be cause I don't care I'll show me I'll show me I kind of see myself as a young Richard Burton reading Dylan Thomas to some Welsh coquette
I am a happy Welsh man and I come from way out West Where grasses grow and rivers flow and old dogs go to rest Not far from Llanboidy is the place I
cut across the country in my Thunderbird We're from Pennsylvania Welsh men of words My daddy drove a Desoto I drive a Thunderbird My
London Welsh kids Your slime leaks and mixes With the tentacles of the Old Ones (You are waiting for) (You are waiting for) (Our exhibition) (Our
him He brought terror wherever he trod His voice boomed out o'er the valley "Now tell me, where is your God" Alone stood a broken old collier Bent over
The Last Breath (Derek Welsh) Oh father, can you hear me calling? I'm so cold inside I've broken all the pieces I fear I'm losing life It doesn't
like a sprinter So cold on the mic Turning summer into winter Hinterland thinker But I ain't no marxist Welsh born, porn loving Mixed martial artist
5ft 4, female, welsh, caucasian Not typically what you expect in this equation I'm of an age, I'm socially ancient Bounce your necks, open up
Let Me Fly (Derek Welsh) There's a fat man sitting in his big house But he sings his song out of key His dog's barking as his kids run wild That
the Chinese chips The Yorkshire terrier, the Glasgow kiss That lucky old sun, that old Scotch mist Theatre of dreams or bowl of crisps Let the Scousers
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