Tác giả: The Cranberries
Ca sỹ thể hiện: The Cranberries
Her mother held hands slowly. Told her slowly till dawn. When the violence cause of silence. Who are we mistaken. But you see it's not me it's not my family. In your head in your head. They're fighting. With their.
Tác giả: Carly Simon
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Chưa Biết
Didn't I give you midnight. Didn't I give you the month of June. Didn't I make it alright. When everything was ruined. Didn't I say didn't I. Didn't you say didn't I too. Didn't we both say didn't I. Till didn't we.
Tác giả: john lennon and paul mccartney
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Chưa Biết
When I find myself in times of trouble. Mother mary comes to me. Speaking words of wisdom let it be. And in my hour of darkness. She is standing right in front of me. Speaking words of wisdom let it be. Let it be let.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Carpenters
All through the year we've waited. Waited through. Spring and Fall. Through his silver bells ringing. The Winter time bringing. The happiest time of all. Chestnuts roasting on an open fire. Jackfrost nipping at your.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Katy Perry
This is the last time you say, after the last line you break, it's not even a holiday, nothing to celebrate. You give a hundred reasons why, and you say you're really gonna try. If I had a nickel for everytime, i'd.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Canned Heat
WELL I'M SO. TIRED OF CRYIN'. BUT I'M OUT. ON THE ROAD AGAIN. I'M ON THE ROAD AGAIN. WELL I'M SO. TIRED OF CRYIN'. BUT I'M OUT. ON THE ROAD AGAIN. I'M ON THE ROAD AGAIN. I AIN'T GOT. NO WOMAN. JUST TO CALL. MY.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Wyclef Jean
I WANNA DEDICATE THIS SONG, gONE TIL NOVEMBER. TO ALL YOU LADIES OUT THERE, cRYING ALL ALONE IN YOUR ROOM. AND ALL YOU FELLAS. GOING DOWN SOUTH. NOT MAKING IT BACK. MAY THE LORD BLESS YOUR SOUL, i LOVE YOU GIRL.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Chưa Biết (beat); The Animals
There is a house in New Orleans. They call the Rising Sun. And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy. And God I know I'm one. My mother was a tailor. She sewed my new bluejeans. My father was a gamblin' man. Down in New.