Out of the shoot he sits tall as the timber
One hand on the horse and one hand on the sky
Eight seconds later he lands in the money
And winning's »
Rainbow Rider Can't Run from Yourself
by Tanya Tucker
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sailing on to St. Giles
I'm hitching on a wave on the weather
On a seabird's smile
Bad August on the moon kicking up the wind and rain
The wells hit 30 »
Hurricane Room Mixed Blessing
by William Topley
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with something as empty as words
'Cause there's no way to measure the thoughness of timber
And compare it to the softness of birds
Papa was both »
Papa I Can Do Nothing Alone
by Bill Anderson
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Building the ark by the grace of God
After the foundation was laid
Hewed down the timber and the ark was made
Called in the animals two by two
There was »
Noah Belafonte
by Harry Belafonte
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