Lyrics:
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
In the county Tyrone, in the town of Dungannon
Where many a ruckus meself had a hand in
Bob Williamson lived there, a weaver by trade
And all
In the county Tyrone, in the town of Dungannon
Where many a ruckus meself had a hand in
Bob Williamson lived there, a weaver by trade
And all
In the County Tyrone, near the town of Dungannon,
Where many the ructions meself had a hand in.
Bob Williamson lived, a weaver by trade,
And all
In the County Tyrone, near the town of Dungannon,
Where many the ructions meself had a hand in.
Bob Williamson lived, a weaver by trade,
And all
Of fashion and flair
Have Bob and Danny Zarem (22) fly down
The older set'll need a pet
So who do you get well Danny has a granny
(23) who's the talk
would Bob do?
I was knocking on the pearly gates, made of precious stone
Looked kind of other worldly, inside there was a throne
I was let in by
to welcome y'all to where I been born,
(ey Khaled spin that up dog!)
I been raised
In the County of Dade, you know?
You got them boys that pass by in
to welcome y'all to where I been born,
(ey Khaled spin that up dog!)
I been raised
In the County of Dade, you know?
You got them boys that pass by in
(Bob Ferguson)
Carroll County's pointed out as kind of square
The biggest thing that happens is the county fair
And I guess that's why it seemed
(Bob Ferguson)
Carroll County's pointed out as kind of square
The biggest thing that happens is the county fair
And I guess that's why it seemed
run-down porch
They say he's crazy - a village fool - an hermit forsaken by the world
But he's a groovy fella, so treat him right and he might play you his
that pass by in them old school chevies wit the top downs,
Beats that, you know, make the trunk rattle, rear-views shake,
Then they look at you wit
Bob sits at home and smokes pot
But his twelve-year old brother looks up to him an awful lot
And Bob likes to hang out at the local waffle spot
Bob sits at home and smokes pot
But his twelve-year old brother looks up to him an awful lot
And Bob likes to hang out at the local waffle spot
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Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss
16 and a half centuries to go, and where it goes, nobody knows
I was punished for being born twice, and I
the same stage
Like old sovereign days
They'll be birds of a feather
The suits are Armani
The shoes patent leather
Get back to Home Counties
You're blessed
and a big shout-out
To Ibanez And a big shout-out to Indigo Ranch
And a big shout-out to
Orange County Percussion
A big shout-out to Bob at the Rockline
A big
This shit started so
Whats up this is Cole aka Vex uhh Im 18 years old from Coatesville PA
Thats five dollars this my lucky day thats that bread this
a'chasing that old alligator
That lives in the brown water beneath the Suwannee Cove
He'll grab you by the ankle and pull you down under
It'll happen real
who like it like it a lot
Apples in the Valley, scallops down in Digby
Pizza Sauce from Pictou County is just okay, forgive me
Sydney is Sydney
Near Banbridge town, in the County Down
One evening last July
Down a bóithrín green came a sweet cailín
And she smiled as she passed me by.
She
recordings of Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young fighting in the dressing-room of the Fillmore East! Why, 'n enchilada wrapped with pickle sauce shook up and down
remembered
So many times that my memories are worn
"And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the green river where paradise lay?"
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