Lyrics:
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As a child he had cried as all children will
Then at some point his tear ducts all ran dry
Grew to be a man, it all hit the fan
Things got
She sits home and dreams
That her man will leave his mark on her hand
He's not all he seems
But she's seen a dress, she has the flowers planned
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As a child he had cried as all children will
Then at some point his tear ducts all ran dry
Grew to be a man, it all hit the fan
Things got
Many, many years ago
When this land was young
A lot of our country was covered
By big tall beautiful trees
And men had to have the trees
To make
At the doorstep to Hell
Within its darkness the demons dwell
From the dark age the passage hail
Created by witchcraft and hate
Where every sinner will meet
to go no doubt
But I'm getting closer, getting closer
What was ripped off by professionals
Is not all that it seems
While I must live up to contracts
I
sun,
Stars begin a peeping one by one.
Night covers all
And, though fortune may forsake me,
Sweet dreams will ever take me Home.
You will never ever forget me no no no no
You will never ever ever forget me
We made our mark
Declared our hearts
I've got you under my skin
When love
Excuse me, thank you
Heya, hey Mark, we have a very special person here
That wants to say hi, you guys, this is Satan
Hello kids, if you guys will
I never will forget, mmm...Jeanette MacDonald
Just to think of her, it gives my heart a pang
I never will forget, how that brave Jeanette
Just
It feels like I'm walkin' on air
When we walk down our street
When the neighbors stop to watch us walk by
You can hear 'em talking (let them talk)
Dreams are dreams
Will alas come true
Skies are clear leaving mebright and blue
I will raise my glass to my heart and say
"Here's to tomorrow,not
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gath'ring winter fuel
"Hither, page, and stand by me
If thou know'st it, telling
Yonder
Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John
Bless the bed I lie upon
Two at my head and two at my feet
Look after me while I sleep
Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John
rumbling sounds below the deep
You come and see
Come and see
The tides will come and go witnessed by no waking eye
The willows mark the wind
And all
Taken with the dark
You'd sell your mother for an early start
Swallowed by the gut
You can't go back
You've got the mark of the dark
The headsman's
in a blanket, stranglin'
Him, hangin' him over the railing by the ankles on some gangster shit
Child endangerment, dark brain arcane, but it Mark
ahead nobody will, there's no time to kill
If we had an hour glass to watch each one go by
Or a bell to mark each one to pass, we'd see just how they
When the light dies down and you blood runs cold
Then you know what you fear most is growing old
The clock winds down and the bells will toll
For
Words & Music by Hank Snow
Darlin' I am, oh so blue, found the things that I gave you.
You returned them when you said that we must part.
I have
borne down by (the) load.
You will walk forever to live and let die.
Life is eternal for Cain
Bright shine the crime from his mark
Some secret's
Many many years ago when this land was young
A lot of our country was covered by big tall beautiful trees
And men had to have the trees to make
Six lessons from Madame La Zonga
You do the Rumba and the new La Conga
Six lessons in Madame's cabana
And you will imagine you're down in Havana
Six lessons from Madame La Zonga
You do the Rumba and the new La Conga
Six lessons in Madame's cabana
And you will imagine you're down in Havana
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