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Orange County
03:17
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up from the ground,
I'll build up from the ground,
Heading west, where I know it is best for people like us,
We could work, in the sun, for a meal and a buck,
I will build us, up from the ground,
Not sticking around,
No more sticking around,
We have tried everything but got beaten round after round,
And we took, everything, that this truck could hold on,
Not for us, our fighting is done,
The man came so fast,
In his black shiny car,
He said "I own this land" and "prepare - progress is, coming to town"
And we watched, as the tractor, pushed us out of our ground,
No more tears, we are undone,
Oh ,dirt filled roads,
You got us now,
No more money, no fuel, we are runing on the faith that we've found,
Orange county, your blossom, will one day be mine,
Where I could build us up, up from the ground,
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Brand New
04:29
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What ever I find,
I try to forget,
To start every day,
Brand new,
Keeping this way,
I leap through my days,
Not taking my past,
With me,
I used to pretend,
To not miss the blues,
That's why I have failed,
Again and again,
and here in the end,
and all I will say,
I hope we will meet,
Brand new,
And time went on by,
But I stayed the same,
I tried to change you,
You wouldn't,
You kept it all,
No matter how small,
Rolled it up in a ball,
To play with,
I used to pretend,
To not miss the blues,
That's why I have failed,
Again and again,
and here in the end,
and all I will say,
I hope we will meet,
Brand new,
So I take my turn,
Trying to learn,
To take but a piece,
With me,
To wake every day,
By letting go,
Of worries or foe,
Beat them,
I used to pretend,
To not miss the blues,
That's why I have failed,
Again and again,
and here in the end,
and all I will say,
I hope we will meet,
Brand new,
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3. |
Fatherly Love (Hebrew)
02:53
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http://www.yediot.co.il/articles/0,7340,L-4924655,00.html
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Americana
00:54
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Quit my day job in Indiana,
Heading to Nashville Tennessee,
Where I could be the Americana,
singer I know I could be,
My girl Betty is riding with me,
She always believed in me,
And she got those heads a turning,
Wearing nothing but six strings,
I can tell you of California,
And her golden sandy skin,
Or the mountains of Minnesota,
Being high out of reach,
Cause I'm a singer Americana,
On my way to Nashville Tennessee,
Where I know that me and Betty,
Could live out the dream,
Filmed in-front of a live audience.
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