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I remember when you said you cared

And that you would never be ensnared

By the mortgage and the 9 to 5

Dumb existence in the human hive

So was

These are, by far
More precious than gold

When the day is new
When the sky is blue
When I think of you
The good stuff, sure enough

Sweet rhythm, clever

HIS OWN FAMILY BRAND
BRENN HILL/RED CLIFFS PRESS MUSIC (BMI)

VERSE 1:
He throws his leg up over a well broken saddle
He looks head long across his

SOUL WORN BOOTS
“WHISKEY WHEELS”
LYRICS & VOCAL MELODY WRITTEN BY KEITH T. DENEHY-MUSIC WRITTEN BY CHRISTOPHER SHLUNTZ
(VERSE)
GO HOME, TAKE ME HOME,

SOUL WORN BOOTS
“BITCH-N-MOAN”
LYRICS & VOCAL MELODY WRITTEN BY KEITH T. DENEHY-MUSIC WRITTEN BY CHRISTOPHER SHLUNTZ
(VERSE)
HEY MAN HOW HAVE YOU

is based
By what's inside your hand
You fly so low
Now both of have something to show oh, oh

Oooooh - you thought you'd have a real
Good time.
No one

On And On           music and lyrics by Jeffrey Robert Adams 

 1991, 2018 Jeffrey Robert Adams
℗ 2018 Bucketstomp Productions
All Rights Reserved

Five, four, three, two, one
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Bass bass, bass, bass
With music by our side
To break the color lines
Let's work

Moonlight and Roses

Tony Christie

Kiss in the Night

1997

the flowers and the leaves they are falling all around you.
I would like to give a million loving things
But the answer is so clearly waiting in your eyes.
I

Mama's Little Jewel

Del Reeves

Doodle-Oo-Doo-Doo

1965

she didn't slip around and do the things you do
Webster says that a little jewel should belong to one alone
So we gonna pack up all your junk and sent

Rhythm Nation

Unlinked Artist

Best of College a Cappella 2002

2002

Five, four, three, two, one
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Bass bass, bass, bass
With music by our side
To break the color lines
Let's work

Got introduced to you by a friend,
You were cute and all that,
Baby, you set the trend
Yes ya did, ah
The next thing I know,
We're down

Father
One of my two main branches
Where the mystery and their history and music always dances

Hear me I won’t speak in vain
I’m telling you to wake

your city, I'll come through
I'm working on music and everything
You working on you and your own thing
Maybe just leave it all
Maybe just throw the drive

anybody to get hostile
This is just a hobby I feel
Sorry for this lost child
Chipmunk, Chipmunk, Chipmunk, Chipmunk
Lyrical skill isn't measured by your

nothing!
I think about the things to do
I think about my colourful sweet baby
Music......
Wish I had a colour TV set
Stay up late at night
Don't care what

the mistletoe

With presents and candy
And maybe a little more brandy 
And cookies and candles
And music by Handel
And carols so pleasant
Did I mention presents?

Forever can never be long enough for me
To feel like I've had long enough with you
Forget the world now we won't let them see
But there's one thing

Well I've written stories like the poets long behind
But it's time who seems to be the one who's bought them 
And maybe they're all bastards they're

I am just a skeleton, dancing here in spite of my bones
Do you hear the music playing louder as you're getting close to home

Somewhere in the dark

cake and gold Plates
We bring the wub wub wub wub wub wub wub wubs
Step by step get dumb cause da dub fucks a club up
Ecstasy, molly, LSD prob’ly
But I

people
Crazy things they do
But you just pass them through
You're going nowhere, but we'll be there too
Let's meet and break on through
But it's OK, it's

signed by Mr. Alan Moore (That is a marvelous thing)
A Technics SL-1200, for you to explore
A discojellyfish in a round aquarium
A purple lightsaber,

Man my days gone by
Quicker than it takes me to make a woman cry
At least it was pretty like my blue set of eyes
At least I didn't have to witness