Sold Down The River – Bill Monroe Where is the love that you promised neath the pine Gone like the flowers in the fall You crossed your heart now you’re double crossing mine You’ve been petending after all I was sold down the river to a port of broken dreams Drifting in sorrow down the…

I remember what my father said My son you don’t belong to anyone Lost in doubt he takes my hands He taught me how to make choice No one else should help me now Nothing less nothing more nothing I can do For all the things we need to be someone A real ambition burns…

Just a list of things I?d do if I could fly Oh I would fly straight to the moon To bring the sands back here to you And we?d make castles where we?d spend our days And rooms that last eternities And perfect cracks get fixed with ease And if it falls apart faster than…

out of the twilight and into the black the words gas been spoken there’s no turning back time’s running out there’s no future for you the moment will come at the time of doom listen to choirs of the ritual killing behold all the servants of death you’ll feel alone at your honor of pain…

My old friend Sirius is riding high tonight Shinin’ down so bright on the harbor lights I wonder I wonder Who are these strangers on the street Seekin’ out the heat with their eyes cast down millin’ around I wonder I wonder I wonder sometimes I wonder There’s a last boat comin’ in ghosting on…

Come down from where you are and get down We are what we are, now we are found Till the sun of the prison, the guns We’ve taken all our vows, we are find Come on get down, come get down Make amends, make a vow Come on get down, come get down Mighty you,…

Close the door and leave me inside, Ill miss the fireworks burning in those eyes, Remember the songs that we used to sing, Come August, I’ll still be singing. Dont be the one, don’t be the one; to fall out of line. Watch the blue roses fall from your hands, Remember summer when we all…

kalpleri fetheden renkler ”yaşa beşiktaş’türkün kalbi senle artar ”yaşa beşiktaş’mazinde bir tarih yatar ”yaşa beşiktaş’ne mutlu seni sevene ”yaşa beşiktaş cihatlar, lefterler, canlar hala sevilen bir ibadedirler hiçbir kulüpte olmayan bu dostluk yıllar yılı yine şampiyon olduk. maç yaparken sahada ”siyah kartallar’rakip takıma krampot toplatırlar sıkı dur karşı defans ”bjk” geliyor sut ve gol ağları…

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I rambled alone Just like a lonely wolf, The wood ahead of me And the mighty wind behind. The road I saw, It was so clear and real. I didn’t want to lose it. And the thoughts Which didn’t let me sleep or rest Flew faster than My real time itself And faster than the…