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Shady Grove
02:46
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Peaches in the summertime
apples in the fall
If I can't have the girl I love
I don't want none at all
Shady grove my sweet love
shady grove I know
shady grove my true love
I'm bound for shady grove
Wish I had a banjo string
made of golden twine
every tune I'd pick on it
I'd wish that girl was mine
Wish I had a needle and thread
fine as I could sew
sew that pretty girl to my side
and down the road I'd go
Some come here to fiddle and dance
some come here to tarry
some come here to fiddle and dance
we are here to marry
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Sunday River Waltz
03:38
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You Are The Best Thing
04:01
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Baby
It's been a long day, baby
Things ain't been going my way
You now I need you here
You clear my mind all the time
And, baby
The way you move me, it's crazy
It's like you see right through me
And make it easier
Believe me, you don't even have to try
You are the best thing
(You're the best thing, ooh) x3
that ever happened to me
Baby
We've come a long way
And, baby
You know I hope and I pray
That you believe me
When I say this love will never fade away
Both of us have known love before
To come on up promising like a spring, to walk on out the door
Our words are strong and our hearts are kind
Let me tell you just exactly what's on my mind
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Oglan Boyun
03:28
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Fisherman's Favorite
01:09
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Wagon Wheel
03:46
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Heading down south to the land of the pines
I'm thumbing my way into North Caroline
Staring up the road and pray to God I see headlights
I made it down the coast in seventeen hours
Picking me a bouquet of dogwood flowers
And I'm a-hopin' for Raleigh, I can see my baby tonight
So rock me momma like a wagon wheel
Rock me momma any way you feel
Hey, momma rock me
Rock me momma like the wind and the rain
Rock me momma like a south bound train
Hey, momma rock me
I'm running from the cold up in New England
I was born to be a fiddler in an old time string band
My baby plays a guitar, I pick a banjo now
Oh, north country winters keep a-getting me down
Lost my money playing poker so I had to leave town
But I ain't turning back to living that old life no more
So rock me momma like a wagon wheel...
Walkin' to the south out of Roanoke
Caught a trucker out of Philly had a nice long toke
But he's a heading west from the Cumberland gap
To Johnson City, Tennessee
And I gotta get a move on before the sun
I hear my baby calling my name and I know that she's the only one
And if I die in Raleigh at least I will die free
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Just give me your hand,
Tabhair dom do lámh.
Just give me your hand
And I'll walk with you,
Through the streets of our land,
Through the mountains so grand.
If you give me your hand.
Just give me your hand,
And come along with me.
Will you give me your hand,
And the world it can see,
That we can be free,
In peace and harmony?
From the north to the south.
From the east to the west.
Every mountain, every valley,
every bush and birds nest!
By day and night,
through all struggle and strife,
And beside you, to guide you,
Forever, my love.
For love's not for one,
But for both of us to share.
For our country so fair,
For our world and what's there.
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