Lyrics:
Puttin' sorrow in her soul and ideas in her head.
Baby's gettin' high on Hank Williams
Dear Lord, it's drivin' us apart
I got this low down lonesome
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday dear William
Happy birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you
Happy
William: We'll join our lands if this arrangement clicks
Queen Uberta: My dear King William, that's my point precisely
King William: It's such good
break.
Be not thus dismayed, young William he said,
As he pressed the dear maid to his side,
Nor my absence don't mourn, for when I return,
I will make
Just a closer walk with Thee
Grant it Jesus if you please
I'll be satisfied as long
As I walk, dear Lord, close to Thee
I am weak but Thou art strong
My dear friend William Bamber
Has been suffering with the lack of intelligence
But how many brain cells does this man have?
4 Brain cells in this
A dear friend and doctor
A Socratic teacher, an enlightened inspiration to us all
Raise a toast to William Small
He's died too young, an unfulfilled
Oh, dear. William Afton, I warned you about this.
You didn't listen. And now, the steps you take
Is every bone that you'll break.
William Blake
There's one promise you must make
Dear William, if you're right
About life on the other side, about Paradise
Then you must promise me
love so dear.”
“If William Taylor is your true lover,
Well, a false-hearted man is he;
For tomorrow morning he's going to be married,
To some lady
Happy birthday once again to our dear William so true
With Mom and Maxxie by your side, there's nothing you can't do
Keep shining bright with that
bells dim
Oxlips in their cradles growing,
Marigolds on death-beds blowing,
Larks'-heels trim
ohohoh come sing along
williams bridal song
All dear
to the fuckin' Birdman like a lug
And dear Mr. Ronald Williams
To you I shall forever give thanks like a pilgrim
Cash Money million-heir to the throne
Goin'
to the fuckin' Birdman like a lug
And dear Mr. Ronald Williams
To you I shall forever give thanks like a pilgrim
Cash Money million-heir to the throne
Goin'
to the radio
Hank Williams sings "Kaw Liga" and "Dear John"
And time marches on, time marches on
Sister's using rouge and clear complexion soap
Brother's
to the radio
Hank Williams sings "Kaw Liga" and "Dear John"
And time marches on, time marches on
Sister's using rouge and clear complexion soap
Brother's
and rue the day that ever I was born
For parting from our love would be like parting from my life
So stay at home, dear William, and I will be your wife
O
to the radio
Hank Williams sings Kaw-Liga and Dear John
And time marches on, time marches on
Sister's using rouge and clear complexion soap
Brother's wearin'
Twas in the merry month of May
When green buds all were swelling,
Sweet William on his death bed lay
For love of Barbara Allen.
He sent his
Twas in the merry month of May
When green buds all were swelling,
Sweet William on his death bed lay
For love of Barbara Allen.
He sent his
Twas in the merry month of May
When green buds all were swelling,
Sweet William on his death bed lay
For love of Barbara Allen.
He sent his
Says, This can never do
They shot in and he shot out
The bow burnt Williams's hand
But then he kissed her ruby lips
And Says, My dear, we will stand
He
Two pretty boys were goin' tae the school
And one evening coming home
Says William to John, Can you throw a stone
Or can you play at a ball,
Twas in the merry month of May
When green buds all were swelling,
Sweet William on his death bed lay
For love of Barbara Allen.
He sent his
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