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In the Big Rock Candy Mountains there's a land that's fair and bright, where the handouts grow on bushes and you sleep out every night where the boxcars all are empty and the sun shines every day on the birds and the bees and the cigarette…
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In the Big Rock Candy Mountains there's a land that's fair and bright, where the handouts grow on bushes and you sleep out every night where the boxcars all are empty and the sun shines every day on the birds and the bees and the cigarette…
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In the Big Rock Candy Mountains there's a land that's fair and bright, where the handouts grow on bushes and you sleep out every night where the boxcars all are empty and the sun shines every day on the birds and the bees and the cigarette…
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A story song by Nick Lowe, which refers to today's date and mentions my favoritre breed of dog, the dachshund. What's not to love.
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A story song by Nick Lowe, which refers to today's date and mentions my favoritre breed of dog, the dachshund. What's not to love.
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In the Big Rock Candy Mountains there's a land that's fair and bright, where the handouts grow on bushes and you sleep out every night where the boxcars all are empty and the sun shines every day on the birds and the bees and the cigarette…
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Michael Hurley Birds sing songs that Wake the dreamers From their sorrowful soirée Cryin', bye bye, sweet fried chicken And the platter Glides away In the moonlight In the moonlight We don't hear, but Water running Down the stream…
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Water Where do you go O water Where do you go Said I'm going down Gulf of Mexico Bluebird Where have you been O bluebird Where have you been I went all the way to Texas And back again Winter Has come and gone O winter Has come…
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Baby Willow Somewhere, something has turned a wing and left a branch dancing grey days, grassways there's a stowaway seed in the cuff of my jeans baby willow it's the only place you'll ever know blue vein in my head gets the blood…
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