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When I was a little bitty baby,
My momma would rock me in a cradle,
In them o-o-old cotton fields back home.

Well it was down in Louisiana,
Just

Until I get
Until I get it
Until I get

With a narrow depth o field 
Tryna blur out anything ain't real
Live my life while numbing out the feels
I

We make am for ghetto
Who say, we no fit compete o
We day rock am for Nija
From Nija all the way to Accra 
The whole world gàn, na our Field o
We

Will ye come wi' me?
Will ye wait fir me?
Pit yir faith in liberty
We'll make oor plans
We'll make oor stand
In the fields o' Bannockburn

In my

as they kneel, stack 'em up high, be sure they all die
Every star o'er the field, lighting up our lives, lighting up our lives

No longer tethered to Earth,

her hands, a wreath of black nightshade
Weaving in for the fall of the father
And in her eyes, unbroken sleepless gaze
Staring out o'er fields t'wards

Dashing through the snow
In a one horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all the way

One, two, three, four...

Merry Christmas everybody

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Dashing thru the snow
In a sleigh with faulty brakes
O'er virgin fields we blow
With bravado all-the-way
Body and foot

the way
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh

Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all the way

what fun and it’s to ride
In a one horse open sleigh
Jingle bells jingle belss
Dashing through the snow
In a one horse open sleigh
O’er the field we go

Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh

Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all the way

DESPICABLE GREEN
O awful field
O with an awful view
O you awful field
Ooh I have some fear

All new grass
I cry
Crying my eyes red
Ah what a mess

Jingle Bells

Bing Crosby

It's Christmas Time [Laserlight]

1998

the way
What fun to ride and sing
In a one horse open sleigh

Dashing through the snow
In a one horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all

the way
What fun to ride and sing
In a one horse open sleigh

Dashing through the snow
In a one horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all

How does your impudence taste?
How does your plain fragrance smell? 
Like nothing
Just like nothing, oh nothing

O fields of eternal fading
O end

fun to ride and sing
In a one horse open sleigh

Dashing through the snow
In a one horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all the way
Bells

Loch Lomond

Bing Crosby

Great Moments with Friends

1999

the foeman.
But never again frae the fields o the slain
Tae his Moira will he come by Loch Lomond.

The thistle may bloom, the king hae his ain,
And fond

maluco fala bastante e nunca vai chega
Loco de skunk e md pode fala que eu nem vo lembra
Homegrow já chapo 
Meu lean esquento 
E o fields me ligo 
Quer

fala bastante e nunca vai chega
Loco de skunk e md pode fala que eu nem vo lembra
Homegrow já chapo 
Meu lean esquento 
E o fields me ligo 
Quer saber

the field. (O)
Men of scarlet and grey. (H)
Don't let them through that line, (I)
We've got to win this game today. (O)
C'mon Ohio! (O)
Smash through

even went through that (Wall)
Not a copperfield but I always cope a feel
Of how to deal myself in this mine o field
Shits getting real
Finer de tails

O, the fear of a false horizon
O, the years under empty skies
O'er the field of a white flag waving
How we wept 'til we woke inside
You and I
You

what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh

Dashing through the snow
In a one horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go,
Laughing all the way
Bells

Jingle Bells

Barenaked Ladies

This Is Christmas [KRB]

2007

Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all the way
Bells on bob-tail ring
Making spirits bright