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before they went under
They could hear that old man laughing
In a voice that was loud as thunder.

that's been fifty years ago an' if you go by there yet

Rosin the Beau

A.L. Lloyd

Riverside Folklore Series, Vol. 4: Singing the Mother Countries

1996

good quarters are waiting
To welcome old Rosin the Beau
When I'm dead and laid out on the counter
A voice you will hear from below
Saying "Send down

at the grass down by the river
Where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea:
The builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose

Twist me into something you design
Catastrophe built on my aching mind
Turn me into a story that you tell when you feel sad
Guided by the light you

a maze
made by yourself
Guided by pulsions
you can't control 
The way out won't shine
And your screams echo
rumbling on the walls
built by your repressed

you
By the way you breath
Sends a shiver up my spine
I'm so lucky I can't believe it
That you are mine
By the way you speak
The tone of your voice

These stories guided us through time. Have dare you question the grand design!?

"By calling of Syriana whose name be blessed, we bring our mortal coils

to serve, so I guess I'll get what I deserve
In the long run, but for now, I'll observe the fun
Move weight by the tons, post guards at the gates with guns

Any Party

Feist

Pleasure

2017

I was guided by voices
To the backyard where I hear
That someone is talking about
Someone we used to know
I think that I know what's gotta be

heybt oyf shoyn fun frayhayt di fon

der held vet di velt i bafrayen i heyln
er’t greykhn dem tom bizn grunt!
zol lebn fun rusland, fun lite, un peyln
der

(The Flying Chorus:) Poor Teezûck felt overwhelmed
by his shadow's spite and strength,
so he sobbed in his home-nest
for he couldn't show his best.

Hills
And West Virginian land
And an old time family blue grass band

Our God fearing mum and daddy raised
Us young ‘uns on a song
By the banks where old

spread by an inbred 
Who's kinda got your daddy's voice?

If you've never been licked by a hick
With a hillbilly dick
Or got a rash on your snatch

when the ghosts arrived brazen and bold
Spawn of their father that serpent of old
Sired and raised by the lies that he told
And our first parents took

When the voice cracks
Its the old rocking Queen walking down the street
Prepared to get robbed by a stranger she can beat
She does a backflip – boom –

The Crawl

Spirit of the West

30 Years of Stony Plain

2006

voices rise

And we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore
Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen
And this night, by God! We drank

journeying onward, guided by a star.

Refrain:
Light of life that shineth ere the worlds began,
Draw Thou near, and lighten every heart of man.

There their

the border
Still guided by the Saturn
Humble, but a hoarder
We skipped on Liberty
And set our focus upon a porter bus
Just like I dreamed, there's more for us

the mental
The man I heard that from now living better
Wearing Cosby sweater guided by Gods grace
I think I will endeavour but life's a ticking time race, yeah

Caught again by those old stories
Reliving my childhood through melodies
Awakening magic atmospheres, it's like touching the past
And whatever I do,

spent guided by prayer
Days I spent thinking there'd be never days that I would lose my daze
Now nowadays I spend most of the days like you ain't even

Guided me in wisdom 
Sheltered me in flames
Sacrifice my freedom
Growing in his ways 
Cursed with these images
The voices are limitless
Show some

your insanity
I will wander, taking steps of my own track
Not fooled by material mindset
Guided by what makes me feel alive, I strive to be real
I wont

to do
To guide you or be guided by you
As you would sing Tutti Frutti a cover by we all know who

His voice so strong
But never long gone
There is no