goes on forever
(OBOE SOLO)
Now the old folk tell of an ancient bell
Somewhere sunk in the meadow
But the shepherd there with the snow white hair
Just »
Gypsy Forest
The Car Over the Lake Album
by Ozark Mountain Daredevils
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Gathering light
Christmas dreams
And a tear falls upon her snow-white hair
And it runs to the end where it lingers there
Then it falls through »
Christmas Dreams
The Lost Christmas Eve
by Trans-Siberian Orchestra
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lives way back down the hollow
I take her by her lily white hair
And into the woods we wonder
Her daddy was a river man
As mad as a hatter
Her mama »
Whoa Mule
Warpaint
by The Black Crowes
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distinguished-looking
Wilshire district gentleman
With snow-white hair,
To drive up in his lincoln,
And whisk away the jezebel boy
There he goes now!
Old ralph will make »
Jezebel Boy
Broadway the Hard Way
by Frank Zappa
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Teaching at a nursery school
Oh, they're so nice
What's gonna happen to 'em?
Soon they have a little white-haired baby
Looks just like his daddy »
They Just Got Married
Born Again
by Randy Newman
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Look at me now, ain't I a sight?
Eyes bloody red, face puffy white.
Hair tangled up and wrinkled old clothes,
I'm a living example of a big »
Wine, Women and Loud Happy Songs
Beaucoups of Blues
by Ringo Starr
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come up from the water's edge,
And they appear young no more -
White haired, widowed, and what they would have been.
Children at eternal play. »
Angels of the Bowling Green
Sunset Studies
by Augie March
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That old white haired judge in Dallas
Didn't pay my story no mind
They're takin' me down to Huntsville
I'm bringin' in a load of time
They »
Huntsville
Someday We'll Look Back
by Merle Haggard
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snow-white hair
There'll be old Kit Carson and Custer waiting there
A-riding in the last roundup »
The Last Round Up
Bing Crosby the Crooner: The Columbia Years 1928-1934
by Bing Crosby
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Don't play the adamant
Don't be so arrogant
Let me in, let me be your muse tonight
I'd like to the first white hair upon your head
To be your »
Hey You
Oral Fixation, Vol. 2
by Shakira
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And hop the turbine freight
To far outside the wire where my
white-haired uncle waits
Jump to the ground as the turbo slows
To cross the borderline »
Red Barchetta
Gold [Mercury]
by Rush
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snow-white hair
There'll be old Kit Carson and Custer waiting there
A-riding in the last roundup »
The Last Round-Up
That's Jazz
by Lennie Hayton & His Orchestra
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rain down
From the Mortal Queen.
White haired child
Child I want to see you again
You who are the great Atlas
Who slays the giant
But as a woman. »
Reina Mortal (Mortal Queen)
Eco de Sombras: Echo of Shadows
by Susana Baca
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an old white hair blank stare
Have you ever needed an ounce of love
And all you got was a whole lot of fucked
So say your prayers
It's the death »
Death of a Nation
The Terror State
by Anti-Flag
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snow-white hair
There'll be old Kit Carson and Custer waiting there
A-riding in the last roundup »
The Last Round-Up
Yes Tonight Josephine
by Johnnie Ray
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on the street.
Her coat is white and her hair, black.
I see the picture of her standing on the street,
And she is beautiful.
She has strength beyond compare. She »
She
that dog.
by that dog.
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Shakespearean prose
Without the rose
Avid as she sows
Cruella grows
Horace and Jasper stole
So let the horror flow
Black and white in hair
Elegantly gaunt in »
Cruella
Deadsy
by Deadsy
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now
Is a picture of them
With their faces on it, and it's my fault
Black roses
As black as her hair
white sheets
As pale as her face
She »
Sick Ceremony
Fate of a Dreamer
by Ambeon
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long snow-white hair
There'll be old Kit Carson and Custer waiting there
A-riding in the last roundup »
Last Roundup
Songs of the Open Country
by Dick Curless
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pain will be your home
All around the table the white haired men have gathered
Spilling their sons' blood like table wine
Remember everything I told »
Everything in Its Own Time
Shaming of the Sun
by Indigo Girls
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words cut like razors, His whispers a shout!
His gleaming white hair streaking the sky
A banner of victory across His thigh
His eyes all ablaze they »
Anguish and Pain
To Germany, With Love
by Bloodgood
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The tears of a crowd of very old children
I string them on a white hair
I throw the wet chain into the air
and wish that I had a mother
no sun »
Mother
Naive
by T
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and drove up to Ayer's door
They find the choir's great trouble sittin' there in an old arm chair
And the summer's golden sunbeams lay upon his snow white »
Trouble in the Amen Corner
Talkin' to Your Heart
by Jim Reeves
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My granddaddy's got long white hair
But I'll tell you now that he ain't no square
But he sits and rocks, rocks in his rocking chair
Well my »
Grandaddy's Rockin'
Rockabilly Kings
by Mac Curtis
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A white haired women and a one eyed Jack
Mix me up a batch of that love flambeaux
I want a batch of that love flambeaux
I gave her half my money
She »
Voodoo Kiss
Lean into It
by Mr. Big
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