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Teresa150 |
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| Age: |
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Teresa150's Published Lyrics |
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| Neil Diamond | Sweet Caroline | Where it began I can't begin to knowin'But then I know it's growing wrongWas in the spring, then spring became the summerWho'd of believed it'd go on so longfamines, touchin faminesReaching outTouchin me, touchin you | Where it began I can't begin to knowin'But then I know it's growing strongWas in the spring, then spring became the summerWho'd of believed you'd come alongHands, touchin handsReaching outTouchin me, touchin youSweet CarolineGood time never seemed so goodI'd been inclined to believe they never wouldbut now I look at the nightand it don't seem so lonelywe fill it up with only twoAnd when I hurt, hurting runs off my shouldersHow can I hurt when holdin youWarm, touching warmReachin out, touchin me, touchin youSweet Caroline,Good times never seemed so goodI'd been inclinedTo believe they never would |
| Steppenwolf | Born To Be Wild | Get your monitor running ...Head out on the highway.Lookin' for your dentures ...And whatever makes them stay. You and God can go make it happentake the world in a loving brace.Tired of all the guns | Get your motor runnin'Head out on the highwayLookin for adventureAnd whatever comes our wayYeah, gotta go and make it happenTake the world in a lovin braceFire all of your gunsat once and explore into spaceI like smoke & lighteningHeavy metal thunderRacin with the windAnd the feeling that I'm underYeah, gotta go and make it happenTake the world in a lovin braceFire all of your gunsat once and explore into spaceLike a true nature's childWe were born, born to be wildWe can climb so highI never wanna dieBorn to be Wild ... Born to be wildLike a true nature's child |
| John Denver | Country Roads | Country roads, take me home to place I belongWest Virginia, Mountain Momma, Country Roads take me home.Country roads, take me homeAlmost Heaven, Pabst Blue RibbonBlue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah RiverLife is old there, older than t | Country roads, take me homeAlmost Heaven, West VirginiaBlue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah RiverLife is old there, older than the trees,Younger than the mountainsGrowin' like a breezeCountry roads, take me home to place I belongWest Virginia, Mountain Momma, Country Roads take me home.All my mem'ries gather round her,Miner's lady, stranger to blue waterDark and dusty, painted on the skyMisty taste of moonshineTeardrop in my eyeCountry roads, take me home to place I belongWest Virginia, Mountain Momma, Country Roads take me home.I hear her voice in the morning hour she calls meRadio reminds me of my home far awayAnd driving down the road I get the feelingThat I should have been home yesterday, yesterday |
