Let me bring you songs from the wood： To make you feel much better than you could know. Dust you down from tip to toe. Show you how the garden grows. Hold you steady as you go. Join the chorus if you can: It'll make of you an honest man. Let me bring you love from the field: To heal the wound and still the pain That threatens again and again As you drag down every lover's lane. Life's long celebration's here. I'll toast you all in penny cheer. Let me bring you all things refined: Galliards and lute songs served in chilling ale. Greetings well met fellow, hail! I am the wind to fill your sail. I am the cross to take your nail: A singer of these ageless times. With kitchen prose and gutter rhymes. Songs from the wood make you feel much better.
Let me bring you songs from the wood： To make you feel much better than you could know. Dust you down from tip to toe. Show you how the garden grows. Hold you steady as you go. Join the chorus if you can: It'll make of you an honest man. Let me bring you love from the field: To heal the wound and still the pain That threatens again and again As you drag down every lover's lane. Life's long celebration's here. I'll toast you all in penny cheer. Let me bring you all things refined: Galliards and lute songs served in chilling ale. Greetings well met fellow, hail! I am the wind to fill your sail. I am the cross to take your nail: A singer of these ageless times. With kitchen prose and gutter rhymes. Songs from the wood make you feel much better.
Let me bring you songs from the wood： To make you feel much better than you could know. Dust you down from tip to toe. Show you how the garden grows. Hold you steady as you go. Join the chorus if you can: It'll make of you an honest man. Let me bring you love from the field: To heal the wound and still the pain That threatens again and again As you drag down every lover's lane. Life's long celebration's here. I'll toast you all in penny cheer. Let me bring you all things refined: Galliards and lute songs served in chilling ale. Greetings well met fellow, hail! I am the wind to fill your sail. I am the cross to take your nail: A singer of these ageless times. With kitchen prose and gutter rhymes. Songs from the wood make you feel much better.
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Take you away for my magic ship I have two hundred diesel horses thundering loud Sea birds call your name and the mountain's on fire As the summer lig...
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Oh, Father high in heaven Smile down upon your son, hey, hey Was busy with his money games, oh His women and his gun Oh, Jesus save me And the unsung ...
A song gonna lose my way tomorrow, Gonna give away my car. I'd take you along with me, But you would not go so far. Don't see what i do not want to se...
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When you're falling awake And you take stock of the new day And you hear your voice croak As you choke on what you need to say Well, don't you fret, d...
I believe in fires at midnight When the dogs have all been fed A golden toddy on the mantle A broken gun beneath the bed Silken mist outside the windo...
in the shuffling madess of the locomotive breath, runs the all time loser, headlong to his death. he feels the piston scraping steam breaking on his b...