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This is the place
Where the black frost lies
And the cold can grip your heart
Where dreams are made
and souls are sold
And adventurers depart
Where songs are sung
and Stories told
Notoriety is gained
Where life is full
Where heroes…
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This is the place
Where the black frost lies
And the cold can grip your heart
Where dreams are made
and souls are sold
And adventurers depart
Where songs are sung
and Stories told
Notoriety is gained
Where life is full
Where heroes…
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When you realize
That your time is
Almost done
That the best times
Are in the past
You use the days
That you are given
Like pearls from
A magic pond
No time for conflict
For voices raised
This is the time
To express your love
In…
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When you realize
That your time is
Almost done
That the best times
Are in the past
You use the days
That you are given
Like pearls from
A magic pond
No time for conflict
For voices raised
This is the time
To express your love
In…
Uploaded
Words by Cindy Prince
Down in a murky swamp in Louisiana
There's legends of many of ghosts
Voodoo priestess roaming around
Gater creatures guarding their post
Down in the depths near New Orleans
Moss and ghosts hang from the trees…
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Words by Cindy Prince
Down in a murky swamp in Louisiana
There's legends of many of ghosts
Voodoo priestess roaming around
Gater creatures guarding their post
Down in the depths near New Orleans
Moss and ghosts hang from the trees…
Uploaded
Engines roar, feet hit the floor
Blasting out like diesel mojitos
Throaty voice it is my choice
The boys stand by to greet us
Desert rain like red edged stain
Falls without desire
Full or rage low gears engage
Spreading like bush fire…
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Engines roar, feet hit the floor
Blasting out like diesel mojitos
Throaty voice it is my choice
The boys stand by to greet us
Desert rain like red edged stain
Falls without desire
Full or rage low gears engage
Spreading like bush fire…
Uploaded
Engines roar, feet hit the floor
Blasting out like diesel mojitos
Throaty voice it is my choice
The boys stand by to greet us
Desert rain like red edged stain
Falls without desire
Full or rage low gears engage
Spreading like bush fire…
Uploaded
Engines roar, feet hit the floor
Blasting out like diesel mojitos
Throaty voice it is my choice
The boys stand by to greet us
Desert rain like red edged stain
Falls without desire
Full or rage low gears engage
Spreading like bush fire…
Uploaded
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