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Playlist: The Very Best of Raheem DeVaugn (Raheem DeVaughn) · No Hay 2 Sin 3 (Gol) (Cali & El Dandee) · Caminantes Si Hay Caminos (Los Caminantes) · Hay Amor (La Banda el Recodo) · Hay Amores Que Matan (Pimpinela) · Sin Musica No Hay Parranda (Hutchinson, Hutch) · No Hay Imposibles (Chayanne) · Christmas with Hay Holler (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hay un Son (Orishas) · Siempre Hay Algo Nuevo/Tango y mas Aalla (Luis Di Matteo) – and 36 other albums »


Sitting by my stereo all alone 
My baby calls me on the telephone 
She says, baby take me out for a dance 
I tell my baby I feel so bad 
I can't
(words by Pablo Neruda)

Hay tantos muertos
Why tantos malecones que el sol rojo partia
Hay tantos muertos
Why tantas cabezas que golpean los buques
Lord Jesus asleep in the hay

Be near me Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay
Close by me forever and love me I pray
Bless all the dear children in Thy
Lord Jesus, asleep in the hay

Beneath me Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay
Close by me forever and love me I pray
Bless all the dear children in Thy
Jesus
Asleep on the hay
The cattle are lowing
The poor baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying he makes
I love you, Lord Jesus
Look down from
Jesus
Asleep on the hay

The cattle are lowing
The poor baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying he makes
I love you, Lord Jesus
Look down from
Esa rubia exhuberante,
Por seguirme la corriente,
Se volvió sirena,
Hay que pena, hay que pena,
Se volvió sirena
Hay que pena, hay que pena.
Lord Jesus
Asleep on the hay

The cattle are lowing
The poor Baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying He makes

I love Thee, Lord Jesus
Look
Raheem The Dream
Raheem gonna' rock this steady (Steady)
They ain't ready (Ready)
From the A-T-L-A-N-T-A
(Ooh-Wee) Smokin' on hay 
From Texas to G-A
Lord Jesus, asleep in the hay

Beneath me Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay
Close by me forever and love me I pray
Bless all the dear children in Thy
Hay una discoteca por acqui?

I don't speak the language
I can't understand the word
Where angels fear to tread
I've sometimes walked and tried
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay

The cattle all glory the baby awakes
But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes
I love the Lord Jesus look down from
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
hay
Viva en mi memoria una historia viva [y ay

Será
sea lo que sea
sea
why así será

By Nehemoth
and ice
You've got a F150 cooler with four wheel drive
Dancin' on flat beds, parked side by side
Gas powered generator, some portable lights

Playin'
cowgirls off
I'm pickin' you up after I get my pay
And we'll be rollin' in the hay

Put it on a flatbed and go for a ride
Under the moonlight
You by my side
Hey

Hey, hey, I'm out here bailn' hay
And all my friends are cruisin' 'round town
Checkin' out pretty girls
Hey and what do they say
They say
Asleep in the hay

The cattle are lowing
The poor baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying he makes
I love thee Lord Jesus
Look down from the sky
will meet her by the river sainte marie hay

musical interlude

Hay I left her by the river sainte marie 
We pledged our love from to eternity
Now
The little Lord Jesus
Asleep on the hay.

The cattle are lowing,
The poor Baby wakes,
But little Lord Jesus,
No crying He makes.
I love Thee, Lord
Jesus, asleep on the hay

The cattle are lowing, the poor baby awakes
But little Lord Jesus, no crying he makes
I love thee Lord Jesus, look down from
Jesus asleep on the hay

The cattle are lowing, the baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus, no crying He makes
I love Thee, Lord Jesus, look down from
I had devotion I'd off to set a shooting star
Shooting star
'Cause I would do it by perfection
'Till it's over over yeah-hay

Stay with me my
Dios”

de la mano de Dios

Hay días que vivir
why días que pasear
días de sol
hay días que es mejor
guardarse de pensar
días sin ti

De la mano
The little Lord Jesus
Asleep on the hay

The cattle are lowing
The poor Baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying He makes
I love Thee, Lord Jesus