| - The Benedy Glen
Through Benedy Glen oft at eve have I wandered With a heart that is lighter than the dew of the morn Her heather-clad mountains and clear crystal fountains Deli... - We Don't Live Too Long
Another brotha was passin' me by Then he looked so deep into my eyez And that's when I asked him what his problem was And without a doubt he went for his gun -I...
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