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Lawrence Tracy. Renegades, Rebels, and Rogues. Lawrence Tracy. Renegáti, Rebels, a Rogue.
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They come from the wrong side of the track Born a breed apart Can't tie em up, can't pin 'em down Always clinging to some old star They chase that restless

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Tracy Lawrence. Renegades,rebels & Rogues. Tracy Lawrence. Odpadlíci, rebeli a Rogue.
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They come from the wrong side of the track Born a breed apart Can't tie em up, can't pin 'em down Always clinging to some old star They chase that restless

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Originál: Tracy Lawrence. Renegades,rebels And Rogues.

Preklad: Tracy Lawrence. Odpadlíci, rebeli a Rogue.

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Originál: Tracy Lawrence. Renegades,rebels And Rogues.

Preklad: Tracy Lawrence. Odpadlíci, rebeli a Rogue.

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Originál: Léo Ferré. Horns' Crush In Celebration.

Preklad: Léo Ferré. Crush rohy "V rámci osláv.

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Barbara Dickson. Parcel of Rogues. Donal Og. Barbara Dickson. Pozemku tulákov. Donal Og.
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And if you should go across the water Take me with you to be your partner At fair and market you'll be well looked after And you shall sleep with the

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Barbara Dickson. Parcel of Rogues. Farewell To Whisky. Barbara Dickson. Pozemku tulákov. Rozlúčka s Whisky.
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Oh Johnnie, my man, do ye no think on risin' The day is fair spent and the night comin' on Ye're siller's near dune and the stoup's room before ye So

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Barbara Dickson. Parcel of Rogues. Geordie. Barbara Dickson. Pozemku tulákov. Geordie.
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As I rode out over London Bridge On a misty morning early, I overheard a fair pretty maid A cryin' for the life of Geordie Go bridle to me a milk white

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Barbara Dickson. Parcel of Rogues. Jock Of Hazeldean. Barbara Dickson. Pozemku tulákov. Jock z Hazeldean.
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Why weep ye by the tide, Lady, Why weep ye by the tide? I'll wed ye to my youngest son, And ye shall be his bride, And ye shall be his bride, Lady, Se

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Barbara Dickson. Parcel of Rogues. Lovely Joan. Barbara Dickson. Pozemku tulákov. Krásny Joan.
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A fine young man it was indeed He was mounted on his milk white steed He rode, he rode, himself all alone Until he came to Lovely Joan "Good morning

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Barbara Dickson. Parcel of Rogues. My Johnny Was A Shoemaker. Barbara Dickson. Pozemku tulákov. My Johnny bol obuvník.
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My Johnny was a shoemaker And dearly he loved me My Johnny was a shoemaker But now he's gone to sea With pitch and tar to soil his hands And to sail

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Barbara Dickson. Parcel of Rogues. My Lagan Love. Barbara Dickson. Pozemku tulákov. My Lagan lásky.
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Where Lagan streams sings lullaby There blooms a lily fair And the moonlight gleam is in her eye And the night is in her hair And like the lovesick

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Barbara Dickson. Parcel of Rogues. Oh Dear Me. Barbara Dickson. Pozemku tulákov. Ach Me.
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Oh dear me The mill''s gaen fast The puir wee shifters Canna get a rest Shiftin' bobbins, coarse and fine They fairly mak' ye work for your ten and nine

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Barbara Dickson. Parcel of Rogues. Parcel Of Rogues. Barbara Dickson. Pozemku tulákov. Pozemku Rogue.
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Farewell tae a' oor Scottish fame Farewell oor ancient glory Farewell even tae oor Scottish name Sae famed in martial story Noo Sark runs o'er the Solway

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Barbara Dickson. Parcel of Rogues. Sule Skerry. Barbara Dickson. Pozemku tulákov. Sule Skerry.
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An earthly nooris sits and spins And aye she sings ba lilley wain Sayin' little ken I my bairn's father Far less the land that he bides in And he was

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Barbara Dickson. Parcel of Rogues. I Once Loved A Lad. Barbara Dickson. Pozemku tulákov. Kedysi som miloval Lad.
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I once loved a lad and I loved him so well That I hated all others that spoke of him ill But noo he's rewarded me well for my love He's gone to be wed

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Barbara Dickson. Parcel of Rogues. Van Diemen's Land. Barbara Dickson. Pozemku tulákov. Van Diemen krajiny.
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Come all you gallant poachers that ramble void of care That walk out on a moonlight night with your dog, your gun, your snare The hare and lofty pheasant

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Barbara Dickson. Parcel of Rogues. Fine Flowers In The Valley. Barbara Dickson. Pozemku tulákov. Jemné Kvety v údolí.
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She sat down below a thorn Fine flowers in the valley And there she has her sweet babe born And the green leaves they grow rarely "Smile na sae sweet

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Texty: Los Picaros

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