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The Decemberists

Sons & Daughters Lyrics

by The Decemberists on album The Crane Wife

Sons & Daughters The Decemberists When we arrive Sons & daughters We'll make our homes on the water We'll build our walls aluminum We'll fill our mouths with cinnamon now These currents pull us

The Decemberists

Sons & Daughters Lyrics

by The Decemberists on album The Crane Wife

Sons & Daughters The Decemberists When we arrive Sons & daughters We'll make our homes on the water We'll build our walls aluminum We'll fill our mouths with cinnamon now These currents pull us

The Decemberists

Sons & Daughters Lyrics

by The Decemberists on album The Crane Wife

Sons & Daughters The Decemberists When we arrive Sons & daughters We'll make our homes on the water We'll build our walls aluminum We'll fill our mouths with cinnamon now These currents pull us

Amos Lee feat. The Forest Rangers

Boots of Spanish Leather - From Sons of Anarchy Lyrics

by Amos Lee feat. The Forest Rangers on album Songs of Anarchy, Vol. 4 (Music from Sons of Anarchy)

Oh, I'm sailin' away my own true love I'm sailin' away in the morning Is there something I can send you From across the sea From the place that I'll be landing? No, there's nothin' you can send me My

Sons Of Erin

Kelly the Boy from Killanne Lyrics

by Sons Of Erin on album Good to See Ya

What's the news? What's the news? O my bold shelmalier. With your long barreled gun o'er the sea? Say what winds from the north brings your messenger here with a hymn of the dawn of the free? Goodly n

Amos Lee & The Forest Rangers

Boots of Spanish Leather (From Sons of Anarchy) Lyrics

by Amos Lee & The Forest Rangers on album Songs of Anarchy, Vol. 4 (Music from Sons of Anarchy)

Oh, I'm sailin' away my own true love I'm sailin' away in the morning Is there something I can send you From across the sea From the place that I'll be landing? No, there's nothin' you can send me My

Amos Lee feat. The Forest Rangers

Boots of Spanish Leather - From Sons of Anarchy Lyrics

by Amos Lee feat. The Forest Rangers on album Songs of Anarchy, Vol. 4 (Music from Sons of Anarchy)

Oh, I'm sailin' away my own true love I'm sailin' away in the morning Is there something I can send you From across the sea From the place that I'll be landing? No, there's nothin' you can send me My

Sons of Crom

Master of Shadows Lyrics

by Sons of Crom on album Conqueror

Countless years and countless deaths Left behind as he rides these godless paths The dawning of a bloodred sun Marking the hour of wolves soon upon him "You hesitate to step into the unknown Be there

Sons

Masters Of The Flattery Lyrics

by Sons on album Keep Quiet

When the water rose above my knees, I took my flesh and I threw it to the sea. My darling I'm drowning in disbelief. Fire and brimstone is what they preached to me, but I see the fire they couldn't r

The Clancy Brothers

The Foggy Dew Lyrics

by The Clancy Brothers on album Have You Heard of the Clancy Brothers, Vol. 1

It was down the glen one Easter morn, to a city fair rode I There Ireland's lines of marching men, in squadron passed me by No pipes did hum or no battle drum did sound its dread tattoo But, the Angel

Sons of the Never Wrong

Set All God's Children Free Lyrics

by Sons of the Never Wrong on album Three Good Reasons

well when moses was a baby, he was saved by the river nile and 80 years later god came to him and said "lead my people out of exile"from the mountaintops to the promised land his prayers would always

North Sea Gas

The Dawning of the Day Lyrics

by North Sea Gas on album Glencoe Massacre

We fished stormy waters, when fish were aplenty, Ploughed the wild heathland, till it bloomed like a rose, We built the great ships that sailed o'er re the oceans, Toiled underground, natures treasure

The Decemberists

Sons & Daughters Lyrics

by The Decemberists on album 2007-04-26: The Warfield, San Francisco, CA, USA

Sons & Daughters The Decemberists When we arrive Sons & daughters We'll make our homes on the water We'll build our walls aluminum We'll fill our mouths with cinnamon now These currents pull us

The Decemberists

Sons & Daughters Lyrics

by The Decemberists on album 2006-10-26: House of Blues, New Orleans, LA, USA (disc 2)

Sons & Daughters The Decemberists When we arrive Sons & daughters We'll make our homes on the water We'll build our walls aluminum We'll fill our mouths with cinnamon now These currents pull us

The Clancy Brothers

The Foggy Dew Lyrics

by The Clancy Brothers on album The Diamond Collection (Original Recordings)

It was down the glen one Easter morn, to a city fair rode I There Ireland's lines of marching men, in squadron passed me by No pipes did hum or no battle drum did sound its dread tattoo But, the Angel

The Clancy Brothers

The Foggy Dew Lyrics

by The Clancy Brothers on album The Shuttering Lover

It was down the glen one Easter morn, to a city fair rode I There Ireland's lines of marching men, in squadron passed me by No pipes did hum or no battle drum did sound its dread tattoo But, the Angel

The Clancy Brothers

The Foggy Dew Lyrics

by The Clancy Brothers on album The Diamond Collection

It was down the glen one Easter morn, to a city fair rode I There Ireland's lines of marching men, in squadron passed me by No pipes did hum or no battle drum did sound its dread tattoo But, the Angel

The Clancy Brothers

The Foggy Dew Lyrics

by The Clancy Brothers on album The Folk Collection 1955-1962

It was down the glen one Easter morn, to a city fair rode I There Ireland's lines of marching men, in squadron passed me by No pipes did hum or no battle drum did sound its dread tattoo But, the Angel

The Clancy Brothers

The Foggy Dew Lyrics

by The Clancy Brothers on album The Parting Glass

It was down the glen one Easter morn, to a city fair rode I There Ireland's lines of marching men, in squadron passed me by No pipes did hum or no battle drum did sound its dread tattoo But, the Angel

The Clancy Brothers

The Foggy Dew (Alternate Take) Lyrics

by The Clancy Brothers on album The Diamond Collection

It was down the glen one Easter morn, to a city fair rode I There Ireland's lines of marching men, in squadron passed me by No pipes did hum or no battle drum did sound its dread tattoo But, the Angel