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I ride mine for the freedom found In open, empty roads; Pure exhilaration with each Turn as curve unfolds. My life is in the saddle ’til I meet my mortal end; Then through the gates of Heaven or Hell I ride mine once again.
I was squirming in my seat right up until when the folk artist who was performing before me told the crowd that if we were trapped in a gas chamber she would be the one to start singing “Kumbaya.” And then she sang Kumbaya. My nerves settled almost completely as my purpose for being...
thewarehouseknifewasintherear It comes very quickly and the two of them No more time to the riverside That swung off the saddle and got under the saddle In the river some people prepared the official ship Then he pulled the boat of Guan Yu and the two of them come on Then he jumped...
that a song owes at least some of its popularity to the appeal and relatability of its lyrical content to its audience, we hope that an in-depth, thematic analysis of such lyrics will give educationalists new insight into Anglo-American school experience through the salient societal medium of...
Sunnyland, my soul is in the sky Sunnyland – He’s there and so am I Sunnyland, take my hand Sweet dirt can’t hold me I’m bound for Sunnyland Sunnyland, take my hand Sweet dirt can’t hold me I’m bound for Sunnyland I've Come Undone Again I’ve come undone again and ...
He disrupts the March life in many ways. It’s not the most visually descriptive or inventive Two, though. THREE I am utterly and totally making something up here. We see Father, still nursing the sick in the war, cover the body of a man who’s died. Again, this is a strange ...
in the kitchen I’ll see you opening doors I’ll see you back on the saddle Singing songs and melting chores I’ll see you in the moonlight I’ll see you holding court I’ll see you striving for new heights Catching your breath as you soar I’ll see you Living in the ART I’ll...
1. BACK IN THE SADDLE I'm back I'm back in the saddle again I'm back I'm back in the saddle again Ridin' into town alone By the light of da moon I'm looking for ole' Sukie Jones She crazy horse saloon Barkeep gimme a drink That's when she caught my eye She turned to ...