Lyrics:
Joe Hill wrote a song for the
Free speech fight of uh, 1910
And it was introduced on the streets
Of Spokane by Haywire MacMclintok
Him what, He was
ndabhaq'iqharey
Ekse, I'm 10 toes deep ingathi ndidlal'i ballet
Hay, uyabon' ekas lam?
They live by the gun and bacisha ngomtshizo
High jacking ifundwe kwi mot'
Lord Jesus asleep on the hay
The cattle are lowing the Baby awakes
But little Lord Jesus no crying He makes
I love Thee Lord Jesus look down from the sky
veins
A lot of shit is blocking my brain
Surrounded by pain
Surrounded by pain
Maksad hay mera Andhera har jega deakhu main kya
Pesa theka badmashi
Sunu
Donde esta mi caracol
Que yo lo andaba buscando
Que yo lo andaba buscando
Se apareció por el mar
A donde estará nadando
A donde estará nadando
Hay
that you do
The angel of the Lord encamps around
Who truly fear him
He’ll delivers them now
Yad
Hay
Vav
Hay
Amlochim
Yad
Hay
Vav
Hay
Amlochim
Angel
(Zick)
La vara esta fea no hay trabajo
Y si hay no me lo dan xq soy de un un barrio bajo (La de siempre)
Así q no queda de otra Q los sacos levantar
Ojala
Working on a sex farm
Trying to raise some hard love
Getting out my pitch fork
Poking your hay
Scratching in your hen house
Sniffing at your
les by-pass
Cherche les failles failles
Je veux les by-pass
Cherche les failles failles
J'faut la maille maille
Hay hay hay yahy
cotton, corn, a little cane, and kids
You either lived on a farm or wish you did
Jesus always walked close by our side
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks
of the same:
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by Name.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.
"Fear
I will cover you by flowers caught on my way
And I will lose my thoughts in the sea and the land of your eyes
Swim with me it is not the time to fly
The little Lord Jesus
Asleep on the hay
The cattle are lowing
The baby awakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying he makes
I love thee Lord Jesus
Look
asleep,
When suddenly they're waken's by a glorious sound
A host of heavenly angels singing praise all a round.
I say Mary where is your baby?
Mary where is
E.M.C qui. Yep, P.P.T,
Puesto pal trabajo,
Put it for the work, jaja.
-CORO-
Cuz we got to work boy.
(P.P.T, P.P.T)
Hay que trabajar.
(P.P.T, P.P.T)
NO HAY NADIE COMO TÚ
(By Irene Arvizu) 07/27/21
Verso I:
Me sorprendes cada mañana
Cuando al despertar
Me dices que me amas
Mmmmmmm
Cuando me
Lord Jesus asleep on the hay
The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes
But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes
I love you, Lord Jesus; look down from
watch her stay cool, calm and collected
Flexin', check it, never was on that stressin'
Cause she bring that hay for the day, what a blessin'
Right
As I walked down the road at set of sun,
The lambs were coming homeward one by one.
I heard a sheepbell softly calling them,
Along the little road
The little Lord Jesus
Asleep on the hay
The cattle are lowing
The Baby awakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying He makes
I love Thee, Lord Jesus
Look
No hay nada que hacer, hoy reconstruiré poco a poco
Lyrics by: Héctor Ced / Abraham Rivera
All music by Aerolynamids
rústicas, puños mas, duros q radio raheem
Solo es viernes vente que cremare otro g
El lente se ve que nego tu ceguez
No siembres si siempre hay quien rodeé
that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by Name.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
"Fear not then,"
Cropping
Lattes are my Life
Pumpkin Spice is my Blood Type!
Cozy by the firеplace
Sippin' cocoa out a flower vase
I’ll movе my scarf out of the Way
To scarf
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