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Our language of love
The Battle of Trees
We fought side by side
No one had more

Sharper consonants than you, love
And my vowels, well, were
to be. 
And that was the beginning of my own true love and me 

Chorus: 
And it`s home,boys,home 
Home I`d like to be home for a while 
In  me me own
and the New Grass Revival, Peter Rowan, and finally I got the brilliant idea one day to take all the greatest bluegrass song titles in the world and string 'em
Written by peter green.


If you are the one to temp me
I am tempted
When it's my turn to speak out
I am empty

When love comes to me this way
I am
me
And love is in my eyes for this girl was just a dream

When I awake she is gone
And I return to reality
When I awake she is gone
Because it's
me
And love is in my eyes for this girl was just a dream

When I awake she is gone
And I return to reality
When I awake she is gone
Because it's
I can't stop my heart from beating beating
Bang bang bang bang (bang bang bang bang)
I would like to be like peter peter
Pan pan pan pan (bang
good thing to make us all merry
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for him who made us all

God bless the master of this house, and the mistress also
to fight another day



Oh, oh my god

Ancient Chinese secret sent by Buddha

Blah...

Bruce and Kareem out shooting baskets for two points.
to be. 
And that was the beginning of my own true love and me 

Chorus: 
And it`s home,boys,home 
Home I`d like to be home for a while 
In  me me own
all merry
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for him who made us all

The streets are very dirty, my shoes are very thin
I have a little pocket
a plum, a cherry
Any good thing to make us all merry
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for him who made us all

God bless the master of this house,
a plum, a cherry
Any good thing to make us all merry
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all

God bless the master of this house
Lord Jesus 
Asleep on the hay

The cattle are lowing
The baby awakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying he makes
I love you Lord Jesus
Look down
Written by peter green.


Now, when the day goes to sleep and the full moon looks
The night is so black that the darkness cooks
Don't you come
Broken and frail
I'm clay in Your hands
And I'm spinning unconcealed
Dizzy on this wheel
For You my Love

I'm like Peter crying
Crowing burning my
Will no one stay awake with me?
Peter, John, James?
Will none of you wait with me?
Peter, John, James?
Peter will deny my in just a few hours.
Three times will deny me,
And that's not all I see.
One of you here dining,
One of my twelve chosen
Will
muh'fucker at
Everywhere we have on repeat
The jailhouse, Saint Peter, right street
Part of there where dude by the Duvall
Man the fuck up, perservere
his conversation
He said, I can't live in a world devoid of love.
And the voice, the voice was so familiar
It was the voice of Peter Ustinov
Peter
Written by peter green.


Now, when the day goes to sleep and the full moon looks
The night is so black that the darkness cooks
Don't you come
Rings of Fortune in my way
I've motorcycled the King's Highway
I sailed on a ship on the Spanish galleon
I'm the Angel of the Black Medallion
Peter
Written by peter green.


Now, when I leave this town
Won't be - back no more
Yes, when I leave this town, mama
Won't be back no more
I've got
rings when you want it to

Ooh, Ooh...Now You're Wide Awake In Dreamland
Ooh, Ooh...Now You're Wide Awake In Dreamland

Words of love take your
solitaire

All by myself I get lonely
Watching the clock on the shelf

I'd love to rest my weary head on somebody's shoulder
I hate to grow older
All