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I paddled far, I paddled under the stars Lost my keys, lost my car I traveled far, I paddled far Atop a seabed full of stars I paddled far, I paddled
paddled to his fate and sang this happy song As he paddled to his fate and sang this happy song In a big birchbark canoe he traveled ''til he ached
There's a power that comes when you've paddled on glassy water It's the power that says I'm going one more time Just one more time Now there'd only been 82
road But somehow I always go higher Oh, I hit all the high notes But still don't got a seat in the choir I've paddled upstream where the river ran
Hey, hey, hey, hey Come from the North where the oceans freeze Spent three long months at the open seas Paddled 'til it seemed I could take no more
Hey-Hi, Hey-Hi-Ho, the best man in Ottawa was Mufferaw Joe, Mufferaw Joe Big Joe Mufferaw paddled into Mattawa All the way from Ottawa in just
to sleep She paddled up the river Past the darkness of the freight The daughter, there she shivered So enamored by her fate They tried to find her They
of serendipity to the Seattle moon And there's rhythm in a melody that's just a little out of tune And Billy Johansson got paddled, got a faintly busted spleen
an oar As she paddled her boat to the shore, paddled her boat to the shore. Oh were my men sleeping or were my men mad or were my men sunk in despair o
knew I had enough Was doing algebra to keep my place I paddled up the creek, paddled through the weak And ran up into Kevin Gates That's a Puerto Rican
only what I could handle Like a child getting paddled This was the long term battle Super Vegeta had my back And we ran the two v one But we hardly made
and he painted scenes of life His painting drove the local burgers wild No-one ever painted skin like Rembrandt van Rijn They paddled their canoes up
Then she robbed him of silver she robbed him of gold She robbed him of costly ware-o Then took his broadsword instead of an oar And paddled away
broadsword to make her an oar And she paddled her way to the shore shore shore And she paddled her way to the shore Oh were my men mad or were my men drunk
Chicago It was 50,000 watts a lot of electric shocks For my mutating mind We paddled and we played acoustically Jack and Jill and me Davie Ringo was just
look down your nose There's nothing to believe, no use in being But you carry on So cherish the days when we searched for caves And paddled our
at all I paddled to the current and lay down in the bottom and I drifted in the storm I paddled to the current and lay down in the bottom and I drifted in
Fat ugly fat man swam In a red tire made of stone A painted lady paddled next to him With two poodles on her lap Garbo quietly picked a flower While
Flew to California, drove to Alabam' Hitched to Wichita, caught a ride in a van Paddled in a boat and peddled on a bike I've walked, I've swum,
roll on a totem pole For you And then I went and put up a tent for two Next thing I knew I'd bought a canoe on time Then you paddled away and left me
buy mine! We'll take a cup of kindness yet For the sake of auld lang syne We two have paddled in the stream From morning sun till night The seas
A feather from the wing of a wild young eagle, Pointed to the land where his fortune he'd find The land in silence stands Swan lee paddled on from the land
syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll take a cup of kindness yet, For auld lang syne. We two have paddled in the burn, From morning sun till
dye, diddle-eye diddle-eye day Well she found the old man lying late in the bed She picked up the butter stick and paddled his head Singing Fie
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