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Bob Dylan on a Sunday Morning
God Knows God knows you ain't pretty God knows it's true God knows there ain't anybody ever gonna take the place of you. God knows it's a struggle God knows it's a crime God knows there gonna be no more water but fire next time. God don't call it treason God don't call it wrong You're supposed to last a season But its so strong for so long. God knows it's fragile God knows everything God knows it could snap apart right now just like putting scissors to a string. God knows it's terrifying God sees it all unfold There's a million reasons for you to be crying You've been so bold and so cold. God knows you when you see it God knows you've got to weep God knows the secrets of your heart He'll tell them to you when you're asleep. God knows there's a river God knows how to make them flow God knows you ain't gonna be taking nothing with you when you go. God knows there's a purpose God knows there's a chance God knows you can raise above the darkest hour of every circumstance. God knows there's a heaven God knows it's out of sight God knows we can get all the way from here today if we gonna walk a million miles by candlelight. |
Ride of the Valkyries....with kitties |
King of the Bongo Mama was queen of the mambo Papa was king of the Congo Deep down in the jungle I start bangin' my first bongo Every monkey'd like to be In my place instead of me Cause I'm the king of bongo, baby I'm the king of bongo bong I went to the big town Where there is a lot of sound From the jungle to the city Looking for a bigger crown So I play my boogie For the people of big city But they don't go crazy When I'm bangin' in my boogie I'm the (king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong) Hear me when I come baby (King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong) Nobody'd like to be in my place instead of me Cause nobody go crazy when I'm bangin' on my boogie I'm a king without a crown hanging loose in a big town But I'm the king of bongo baby I'm the king of bongo bong (King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong) Hear me when I come, baby, (king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong) They say that I'm a clown Making too much dirty sound They say there is no place for little monkey in this town Nobody'd like to be in my place instead of me Cause nobody go crazy when I'm bangin' on my boogie I'm the (king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong) Hear me when I come, baby (King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong) Hear me when I come Bangin' on my bongo all that swing belongs to me I'm so happy there's nobody in my place instead of me I'm a king without a crown hanging loose in a big town I'm the king of bongo baby I'm the king of bongo bong (King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong) Hear me when I come, baby (king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong) |
<3 Bonnie Raitt and Stevie Ray Vaughn & Double Trouble
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Inside Out - Eve 6
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Never There - Cake
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I want his tux.
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Praise You - Fatboy Slim
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Found this in a search and liked it ...
Whiskey Lullaby
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