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Dolly Parton - Jolene

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I am requests of you please take do not mean man
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
Please you do not take it, straight because you can

Their beauty is compares beyond
With flaming bolting devices auburn of the hair
With ivory skin and eyes of the SmaragdcGruens
Their smile is like a breath of the Fruehlinges
Their voice is soft like summer rains
And I cannot compete with you, Jolene

He speaks about you in his sleep
There is nothing, which I can do, in order to hold
Of crying, if it designates your name, Jolene

And I can understand easily
As you mean man easily take could
But you do not know which it to me meant, Jolene

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I am requests of you please take do not mean man
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
Please you do not take it, straight because you can

They could have your choice of the men
But I could never love again
It is the only one for me, Jolene

I must have this discussion with you
My luck depends on you
And whatever you decide to do Jolene

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I am requests of you please take do not mean man
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
Please you do not take it, although you can
Jolene, Jolene

Glen Cambpell - Wichita Lineman

I am a Lineman for the county
and I drive the main streets
Searches in the sun for others (overloading)
I hear you, in to sing (line)
and I can hear you through (wine)
and the Wichita Lineman still is on the line

I know myself need small holidays
but it does not look like rains
if it stands snows, this expansion down southward not at all the load
and I need you more than wish you
and I wish you for all time
and the Wichita Lineman still is on the line

and I need you more than wish you
and I wish you for all time
and the Wichita Lineman still is on the line

Johnny Cash - A Boy Named Sue

My dad left house, when I was three
And it did not leave much mA and me
Straight this old Guitarre and an empty bottle Schnaepse.
Now I do not blame it a cause, he to run leave and hid myself
But the central thing, which it at all
Was before it left, it went calling me "Sue."

Well it must meant O ', which is quite a joke
And it received a quantity laughter of ' lots peoples,
I had my complete life seems through to fight.
Any gallon will would receive kichern and I red
And any guy'd laughter and I its head would blow up,
I explain ya, lives am simply for a boy, am not called "Sue."

Well I buildup fast and I buildup means,
My fist, those were kept hard and my ESPRIT received sharply,
I would roam across from city to city, in order to hide my dishonor.
But I formed a promise to the moon and to the stars
That I would search honky tonks and the staffs
And toetung, which man, whom me gave, the terrible name.

It was good Gatlinburg in intermediary July
And I struck straight city and my throat was drying,
I imagined would stop and would have to even brew.
At an old Saloon on a road of the mud,
There at a table, treating pins,
The dirty, mangy dog, called me "Sue sat."

Well I knew that queue was my own sweet dad
From one worn out illustration, which had mine mother'd,
And I knew that scar on its cheek and his bad eye.
It was large and bent and grey and old,
And I regarded it and my blood let cold weather run
And I said: "my name is ' Sue!' How!
You go now dying!!"

Well I struck it strongly to the right between the eyes
And it went down, but to my surprise,
He comes above with a measurer and cut a piece off of my ear.
But I blew up a chair right over its teeth
And we broke off by the wall and into the road
Step and a ' Ausmeisseln in the mud and in the blood and in the beer.

I explain ya, I fought more durable men
But I cannot remind really me if,
It stepped like a maultier and it bit like a crocodile.
I heard it laugh and then heard I him cuss,
It went for its rifle and I pulled my first,
It level there lookin ' of me and I saw it smiling.

And it said: "son, this world is rough
To be durable and if a man, who goes, forming her it will receive,
And I did not know myself will its there to help ya along.
Thus I give ya, that call and I said good-bye
I could do you would have durable or cubes would receive
And the name, which helped, is to be formed you strongly."

He said: "now you fought a straight hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you received the right
Around me and me would not now kill you blames if you.
But is to thank ya me, before I die,
For gravel in ya entrails and in the Spit in ya the eye
A cause am I the son of in female, called you "Sue.'"

Which I could do, do, what I could do

I kept all strangled above and I threw down my rifle
And I called it my Pa, and he called me its son,
And I came away with another criterion.
And I think of it, now and then,
Every time I try and each time I win,
And if I have at all a son, I think it will call myself
Calculation or George! All verfluchte thing however Sue! I hate still this name!

Dixie Chicks - Long Time Gone

Dad sits on the front portal swingin '
Lookin out on a free field.
Used with burly tobacco to be filled
Now it never knows it will.
My brother found work in Indiana,
My sisters a nurse at the old peoples head,
Mummies still cookin too much for the dinner,
and I, was I a time gone for a long time.
Been a long time gone.
No I is not influence a rope, since I do not know when.
Long time gone,
And it is not comin back again,
Delia of plays those old church piano,
Seats out on farm of their dad.
It always thought that we together would be,
Lord I never meant to do their damage.
Meant she could hear me singin in the choir,
I heard I another Song
I got caught wind and struck the road enterprise
And lord I, which is gone a long time
Been a long time gone,
Lord I is not had a prayer, since I do not know when.
Long time gone
And it does not return again.

Now I, went I to Nashville,
Attempts to be the large agreement
Down on Broadway play,
The hard way to it receive
On a point glass live,
In my car sleep,
Hawking my Guitarre
Yeah I will be staaaaaaaaaaaar.

Now I and Deila, who sing each Sunday
the children and the garden watching out, grow you.
We hear radio, around to hear which cook,
But the music will not receive no soul.
Now they sound tired, but they do not sound haggard.
They have money, but they do not have cash.
They received junior, but them not received balls.
I think, I think, I think, which is remainder
A long time gone.
No I the roof is not struck, since I do not know when
and it is not comin back --
I meant long time gone,
No I honked not a horn, since I do not know when
and it is not coming bacck again.
I meant long time,
long time,
long time gone.
Whoa its long time of the when been
Long time,
long time,
long time gone.
Oh its a long..time been... gone.
Long time
Long time
Long time gone. Yeah.