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Now, Amos Moses was a Cajun He lived by hisself in the swamp He hunted alligator for living He'd just knock them in the head with a stump

I want to run, I want to hide I wanna tear down the walls that hold me inside I wanna reach out and touch the flame Where the streets have no name

When the lights go down in the city And the sun shines on the bay Ooh, I wanna be there, yeah, in my city Oh, whoa, oh Oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh

Welcome back Your dreams were your ticket out Welcome back To that same old place that you laughed about

I can hear the bullfrog callin' me, oh Wonder if my rope's still hangin' to the tree Love to kick my feet way down the shallow water Shoo fly, dragon fly, get back to your mother Pick up a flat rock, skip it across Green River

Hello, hello Who put love in my head? I know, I know, it's made of lead Hello, hello Science came, my kingdom reigned Below, below, my Charlemagne And the river always flows, so if you go I will know by the rain, my Charlemagne

They took the whole Cherokee nation Put us on this reservation Took away our ways of life The tomahawk and the bow and knife Took away our native tongue And taught their English to our young And all the beads we made by hand Are nowadays made in Japan Cherokee people Cherokee tribe So proud to live So proud to die

They make a simple play complex. Josh should have run from under center.

I'll get off on Main Street, step into the crowd, Sidewalk under my feet, yeah, traffic's good and loud When I see my inner city child, I'll be walkin' on a cloud 'Cause I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city

It happened one summer, it happened one time It happened forever, for a short time A place for a moment, an end to dream Forever I loved you, forever it seemed One summer never ends, one summer never began It keeps me standing still, it takes all my will And then suddenly, last summer

The mountain is high, the valley is low And you're confused on which way to go So I've come here to give you a hand And lead you into the promised land, so … come on and sit here by my side (Ooh, ooh) come on and take a free ride

Russo was on Howard Stern this morning. He said instead of retiring he’d walk in NYC wearing a Diamondback bathing suit and a sign that said he’s a loser.

Woman, I can hardly express My mixed emotions at my thoughtlessness After all, I'm forever in your debt And, woman, I will try express My inner feeling and thankfulness For showing me the meaning of success

You're as cold as ice You're willing to sacrifice our love You never take advice Someday you'll pay the price, I know I've seen it before, it happens all the time You're closing the door, you leave the world behind You're digging for gold, you're throwing away A fortune in feelings, but someday you'll pay

So you find me hard to handle Well, I'm easier to hold So you like my spurs that jingle And I never leave you cold So I might steal your diamonds I'll bring you back some gold I'm no angel

You've been told So maybe it's time that you learned You've been sold Maybe it's time that you earned I can't stand it You're fooling around, I can't stand it You're running around, I won't stand it You're fooling around with my heart

Did Von Miller play?

He was born on a summer day 1951 And with a slap of a hand He landed as an only son His mother and father said what a lovely boy We'll teach him what we learned Ah yes just what we learned We'll dress him up warmly and We'll send him to school It'll teach him how to fight To be nobody's fool Oh, oh what a lonely boy Oh what a lonely boy Oh what a lonely boy

Oh, in time It could have been so much more The time is precious I know In time It could have been so much more The time has nothing to show

Sunshine came softly through my a-window today Could've tripped out easy a-but I've a-changed my ways It'll take time, I know it but in a while You're gonna be mine, I know it, we'll do it in style 'Cause I made my mind up you're going to be mine

And whatever happened To Tuesday and so slow? Going down the old mine with a Transistor radio Standing in the sunlight laughing Hiding 'hind a rainbow's wall Slipping and sliding All along the waterfall with you My brown-eyed girl You, my brown-eyed girl Do you remember when we used to sing? Sha-la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la tee-da Just like that Sha-la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la tee-da, la-tee-da

Old man, look at my life Twenty four and there's so much more Live alone in a paradise That makes me think of two

Dark lady laughed and danced and lit the candles one by one Danced to her gypsy music 'til her brew was done Dark lady played black magic 'til the clock struck on the 12 She told me more about me than I knew myself

My dad was a CPO in the Naval Air Reserve. Served over 30 years until he reached retirement. I think he enjoyed getting a weekend away from the family every month, and the two weeks annual active duty. Was a crew chief maintaining P3 Orion anti-sub planes.

Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow This land fed a nation this land made me so proud And son I'm just sorry they're just memories for you now Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow