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Le shack à Hector

Les Cowboys Fringants

Attache Ta Tuque

On est monté par la 131 nord
Fait 40 miles sur des ch'mins en garnotte
Su' l'banc d'en arrière, les frères Talbot 
Dormaient comme des marmottes

On est monté par la 131 nord
Fait 40 miles sur des ch'mins en garnotte
Su' l'banc d'en arrière, les frères Talbot 
Dormaient comme des marmottes

Sold Down the River

Bill Monroe

The Music of Bill Monroe

1994

Where is the love that you promised 'neath the pine?
Gone like the flowers in the fall
You crossed your heart, now you're double crossing mine
You've

Woohoo
Bring forth the Dinas
Woohoo
This is Sparta
Right, you've been summoned
To a secret meeting of entertainment secretaries
Um, in Port Talbot
Myself

Do not go gentle,
Victory's in the mind, all mental,
Stay strong, don't settle,
Port Talbot steel, come test this mettle,
Forged in darkness,
Yn

All day long I've been thinking
I am in the mood for drinking
Very soon I'll try sinking
Fifteen pints of Skull Attack

A guy came down from Port

bold plan
To cross southern land
And Shackleton led the way
And Shackleton led the way
 
Round Halloween
Of Nineteen fourteen
They left Brazil's port

Splitter

Calexico

Algiers

2012

Through the gardens and fields ‘neath the tall green grass
You were walking ‘neath the moon while covering your tracks
Working your fingers down

The Minstrel

Dan Fogelberg

River of Souls

1993

And when day is done we will lay two as one
And sleep 'neath the rolling rhythm of the stars

And we sail away off to jericho bay
Where the blue of the sea

Gather round now, my young sailors
And hear the words of my many years
If you see a strange shadow ‘neath the surface
Tell the helmsman to steer

'neath the floor
So the port of misery can die

sing. The sea oh how she spits and sways and sells her squall to pass the days. Many men clenched in her wakes, shipwrecked ‘neath a blood moon’s gaze.

the sound
As if there was paper confetti
Is then cause my machetti
Is rippin' through whores
Open them up from the
Under- neath their cuchi who we be?
We be

Israels disgrace
Buildings crumbling at the port
Bodies lying in the street
People trying to get to those
Buried neath the concrete

Oh the rain that falls

they remain
They sailed about to India. I pray they made it safe
Not join us 'neath the waves

Heed my warning sailor. Lay down arms
Against your brother

Right outta port angeles like a bullet with no pain
Driving north on the harbor freeway
Up and over st thomas vincent bridge
Making stops as you go,