Lyrics:
Fresh sprigs
Taste higher in mind
Than your simple ways
Of playing time
I need a bite I take a mouthful
I need a sin, I buy it cheap
It's looking
Es ist Spring
Und ich sprig
Und ich sing
Und ich kill
Es ist Spring
Und ich sprig
Und ich sing
Und ich kill
Es ist Spring
Und ich sprig
Und ich sing
Spunky was cutting hair
She likes working there
Everyone said that she could do better
But Spunky didn't care
I want a spring in my step
Not a sprig
I am the sprig from the root of David
And the bright star of the morning
Rejoice, rejoice, Emmanuel shall come to thee
I am alpha and omega, I am
fell
And trust with everything I have
And I give my heart on a platter
And I give my soul with a sprig
And I give without any taking
And I give my all,
little boy, hush, do not cry
Take this sprig for me to play with
Hush my little boy, hush, do not cry
Take this sprig for me to play with
Up, up Mary,
Sprig of Thyme
Traditional. Joseph Taylor sang this to Percy Granger in 1908. I sing it in memory of Lincolnshire folk singer/collector Brian Dawson.
Amidmost vetust moor
Dirigent sprigs prelect song
Falderal to some unbeknownst
The tune of most
What heralds the keeper have spoken wroth
Drooping
are not engaged to be married.
You are a sprig of cotton
That lives in the bud;
Ay, what sadness I feel
When you fill yourself with haughtiness
Upon
of sense
A small sprig of time and as much of prudence
You mix them all together and you will plainly see
He's a false deluding young man, let him go
need a leaf, a sprig
Or twig from that great living tree
We all need an olive branch
We all need a second chance
In this world of happenstance
We all
reload, recharge, I'm back on
Back at it
Fuckin' up the sprigs in her Craftmatic
Jack rabbit, addiction
I don't wanna break that habit
Your boy toy man,
of sense
A small sprig of time and as much of prudence
You mix them all together and you will plainly see
He's a false deluding young man, let him go
me
So they won't on the day that I cease
Put a sprig of crape jasmine with me
To remind me of New Orleans
I was standing on this sidewalk
In
Vogue
Unload then reload, recharge, I'm back on
Back at it, fuckin' up the sprigs in her Craftmatic
Jack rabbit, addiction, I don't wanna break that
sprig by the doctor's door
He has done this well and many times before
He'll be careful which way he goes
But he's been kind to us farm widows
When you pick a sprig of balsam pine,
On your hike along the mountain view,
You can wrap the scent in corduroy,
And bring the mountain home with
tietty tietyssni mesimarja mielessni
Rose the maiden from the dell
A straight white sprig from the water
From the leafy glades of love
Out of the golden
you a Celtic Christmas
For you and your family
A sprig of thistle will be our mistletoe
'N the kiss'll bring tidings wherever we go
And our dreams
Hand - Cold
Heart - Cold
Frozen wings of silence
Slowly touch my back
The trees are waiting
For me to rise
Birds bring me sprigs
Sky brings me snow
If I am to die, I will do it well, sir
Let me to my priest
I will confess all my sinner's ways
Though I only took a sprig of lavender, sir
I suppose
us hours later
And I lost why I wound up there
Feeling drowsy in a line
Until I found religions pigeon
Tender ribs and awful sprigs of old cilantro
Hello
I'm Mrs. Rutherford
I'm sighing
You see
I'm dreaming of the Christmas of '38
A crisp sea of roasties
As a moat for the bird
Sprigs of holly
All futures flow from now
Could it be
Do you see
Align loadstar
A sprig of time.
Byzantine
On Troubadour
Meru bound, A civil mare all let free
They
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