a danger near With his quirt's unceasing whirl And the jingle of his spurs Little Chapo bore the cowboy OÂ'er the far away frontier.
Sharp and dear a rifle »
Billy Venero Under Western Skies
by Marty Robbins
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wish I can be a young lamb, running towards you, until I am by your side I wish her narrow quirt always whips me gently
I wish I can be a young lamb, »
In a Far Away Land Calypso
by John Denver
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tantas cosas que quiero decirte
Tantas las cosas que quiero cumplirte
Hacértelo hasta derretirte
Y que grabe mi nombre como en guitarte de quirte »
Dejalo Todo Atras Otro Nivel de Musica
by J. Alvarez
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and singin'
One brother he spoke English, Deac inquires as to their work
The man says mister we braid horsehair bridles, ropes and quirts
Yea, that fine »
The Sky Above, the Mud Below The Rose of the San Joaquin
by Tom Russell
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hard and singin'
One brother he spoke English, Deac inquires as to their work
The man says mister we braid horsehair bridles, ropes and quirts
Yea, »
The Sky Above, The Mud Below Hooves of the Horses
by Wylie & the Wild West
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