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thru the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming? And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof
will be end up in eyeball-injecting A dads' reassessed A lesson to all to o'er Give me the fright Shakedown He can't find the lyric He avoids
of day He had wasted and pined 'til o'er his brow Death's shades were slowly gathering now He thought of home and loved ones nigh As the cowboys gathered
omringt Dit is een plek om lief te hebben Een plek en een land om lief te hebben Een land en een wereld om lief te hebben O er is zo veel Dit is
Ooh ah ooh ah ooh ah eee Listen to the sound of the Cherokee Ooh ah ooh ah ooh ah aye Eagles fly o'er Sha-Kon-O-Hey Sacred bird of the Cherokee Land
I wander out yonder o'er the hills Where the mountains high Seem to kiss the sky Someone is out yonder, o'er the hills Waiting patiently, Waiting
I wander out yonder o'er the hills Where the mountains high Seem to kiss the sky Someone is out yonder, o'er the hills Waiting patiently, Waiting
the perilous fight O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming? And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air Gave proof thro' the night
how I trust Him How I've proved Him o'er and o'er Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus Oh, for grace to trust Him more I'm so glad I learned to trust Him
I love you as I never loved before Since first I met you on the village green Come to me here my dream of love is o'er I love you as I love you, when
the sod o'er, I'm shot in the chest and I'm dying today Let sixteen gamblers carry my coffin Let sixteen cowbows sing me a song Take me to green
the sod o'er me For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong. Once in a saddle I used to go dashing Once in a saddle I used to go gay First
along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo's call As you ramble across the country
said that my love wasn't true You've roamed o'er the wide open spaces But my thoughts, they were always of you Now, my last wish was once more to see
if I knew you was on the other side Oh, I miss you, Nettie Moore And my happiness is o'er Winter's gone, the river's on the rise I loved you then,
along Take me to the valley, there lay the sod o'er me For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong Once in the saddle I used to go dashing
march as you carry me along Take me to the green valley there lay the sod o'er me For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong Get six jolly
BOULAVOGUE (P.J.McCall) At Boulavogue, as the sun was setting O'er bright May meadows of Shelmalier, A rebel hand set the heather blazing And brought
BOULAVOGUE (P.J.McCall) At Boulavogue, as the sun was setting O'er bright May meadows of Shelmalier, A rebel hand set the heather blazing And brought
along Take me to the valley, there lay the sod o'er me For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong Once in the saddle I used to go dashing
to socialize As the moon climbs high o'er the dead oak tree Spooks arrive for the midnight spree Creepy creeps with eerie eyes Start to shriek
to the mockingbird Listen to the mockingbird For the mockingbird is singing o'er her grave Listen to the mockingbird Listen to the mockingbird Still singing where
I wander out yonder o'er the hills Where the mountains high Seem to kiss the sky Someone is out yonder, o'er the hills Waiting patiently, Waiting
Sweet dreams form a shade, O'er My lovely infants head Sweet dreams of pleasant streams By happy silent moon beams Sweet sleep with soft down
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