say)
'Lasses in the cane and sirop in the corn
sugar in the gorge and honey in the horn
Apple in the tree and a peach in my hand
Come here Sally »
Sal's Got a Sugarlip
Honky Tonk Man: The Essential Johnny Horton 1956-1960
by Johnny Horton
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Bo Diddley, Bo Diddley where ya goin?
going down town for the sugar and the corn
hey bo diddley, bo bo diddley
bo diddley bo diddley gonna buy »
Bo Diddley
Tim Hardin 4
by Tim Hardin
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possoms in the pail moonlight
For ma, just to please her
Bugler's voice like Gabriel's horn
Up in the cypress, all down through the corn
Golden sounds, »
Bugler
There Is a Season
by The Byrds
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The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home
'Tis summer, the people are gay;
The corn top's ripe and the meadow's in the bloom,
While the birds »
My Old Kentucky Home
Kate Smith Sings God Bless America [Golden Age]
by Kate Smith
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to sleep you little babe
Go to sleep you little babe
Everybody's gone in the cotton and the corn
Didn't leave nobody but the baby
You're sweet little »
Didn't Leave Nobody But the Baby
O Brother, Where Art Thou?
by Gillian Welch
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On The Red River, on Bayou Pierre
Rosalee worked in White's Grocery
I'd get in trouble for goin' down there
She'd give me corn pops for free
Little »
Main Road
Sweet Relief: A Benefit for Victoria Williams
by Lucinda Williams
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Captain Fantastic raised and regimented, hardly a hero
Just someone his mother might know
Very clearly a case for corn flakes and classics
"Two »
Captain Fantastic and the Brown Dirt Cowboy
Captain Fantastic & The.../Elton John
by Elton John
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The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home
'Tis summer, the people are gay;
The corn top's ripe and the meadow's in the bloom,
While the birds »
My Old Kentucky Home
Let Me Sing and I'm Happy [Parrot]
by John Scott Trotter & His Orchestra
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everything we need sugar and beef
We got some good ideas
We got the steering wheels and rolling stock too
Clouds came down low on the corn
Meat ants are »
Poets and Slaves
Capricornia
by Midnight Oil
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had a sugar rump,
sugar by the pound
Great big bowl to stir it in
Pretty gal to hand it around
Don't get weary, don't get weary children
Don't »
Don't Get Weary
The Art of Virtue
by Adrienne Young
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Well you can hear it in the air when the wind don't blow
Get me some water and a sugar pill
Well I seem to see more clearly from my windowsill
The war »
Two Shocks
Touchdown
by Brakesbrakesbrakes
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everybody in the world just came to see
Golden Arms, (ah!) take out these cornwalled ass MC's
All y'all corns - walk out the door (ah!)
You run the same rhyme »
Enter U-God
Golden Arms Redemption
by U-God
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the carbon dioxide in sugar water
Sodalicious yet less nutritious than a booger snotter
Gas burps from fast slurps and come back in blast
Chirps through »
Burping & Farting
Paullelujah!
by MC Paul Barman
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disease, wooi!
Take a dump, baby, squirt some gravy
Pour some sugar on me, honey, make it brown & runny
Give a little Flavor Flav, back from the grave »
Squeeze Me Macaroni
Mr. Bungle
by Mr. Bungle
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clover,
the best fishing
and long tall corn;
You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear, »
You Are My Sunshine
You Could Be Born Again/A Leaf Has Veins
by The Free Design
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stabbed and ditched out there
To busy playing, Double Dare
You touched shorty on the ass that's a bet
Want ya cool-Aid and sugar smack ya hands and say »
Growing Pains
Word of Mouf
by Keon Bryce
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ahead and laugh that's okay
Cause what I really wanna say
I got bad feet my corns hurt
To top it off I'm lost for work
Let me tell you what I say »
Double Dutch Bus
Children of Tomorrow
by Frankie Smith
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She was a real deal farmer's daughter,
Raised on corn bread, drank well water.
The girl next door, but a little bit hotter,
Than anything you ever »
Meet Me in the Barn
Numbers
by Jason Michael Carroll
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White sugar don't touch my lips
And my friends is always
Begging me to take them
On macrobiotic trips
Yes, they are
Oh, but at night I stake out my »
Junk Food Junkie
K-Tel Presents Funny Favorites
by Larry Groce
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gang you represent is sugar Hill
You cats is kittens boy drink this milk
Put down that Hennessy son ya killin' me
Dub, I snatch the corn from »
Yeah Yeah U Know It
He's Keith Murray
by Keith Murray
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cap make sure his pill right (boy)
You a fake thug wit' a deal
The only gang you represent is sugar Hill
You cats is kittens boy drink this milk
Put »
Yeah Yeah U Know It
He's Keith Murray [Clean]
by Jessica Rivera
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of the tip makes ya taste flip, like sugar on Ritz
Get on down, to the sure-shot sound
Cause all five burrows are rockin' uptown
[Chorus]
Pump up »
A Little Somethin'
14 Shots to the Dome
by LL Cool J
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people in the plural
Form never formal, an art form, not a mural
Work four bars that are tighter than your corn rows
See a girl that's lookin' horny in »
Of the Soul
Blue Slide Park
by Mac Miller
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and rib's crib
The lesson is.. yeah, some ?? true and fix
Yeah all garbage no fib
I'm talking bout the Nubian's (wake us up) the black man
No sugar »
Ace in the Hole
Derelicts of Dialect
by 3rd Bass
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arch-enemy
So anthrax Apple Jacks disguised as sugar Smacks
To add to that, he was flippin Fruity Pebbles
Told the hoe to hit the skids, cause Trix was for »
My Rhyme Ain't Done
Porn Again
by Smut Peddlers
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