Chris Thile and Brad Mehldau – Tabhair dom do Lámh

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Lyrics
Hide your horses, hold your tongue
Hang the rich and spare the young
Who drain the spirits from the jars
Hop the fences, steal the cars
Run on fumes and from the north
And burn for us right through the fall
All the ladies call your name
Brush your hair like it could be tamed
Hitch their dresses past the knees
Spilling to the floor like ease
They swing the bridges one and more
And burn for us right through the fall
All our running ahead, all our running ahead
All our running ahead
And we’ll seize the captain’s wheel
A mutiny we’ve come to feel
When [?] their aiming’s gone from view
With everything we thought to do
Oh, the devil won’t have me
I wonder who will, I wonder who will
All our running is a crawl
And burns for us right through the fall
All our running ahead, all our running ahead
All our running ahead
All our running, all our running
All our running, all our running
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Songwriters: Lisa Margaret Hannigan
Fall lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Words & Music A Div Of Big Deal Music LLC

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On Raglan Road on an autumn day I saw her first and knew
That her dark hair would weave a snare that I might one day rue;
I saw the danger, yet I passed along the enchanted way,
And I said, let grief be a fallen leaf at the dawning of the day.
On Grafton Street in November we tripped lightly along the ledge
Of the deep ravine where can be seen the worth of passion’s pledge,
The Queen of Hearts still making tarts and I not making hay
Oh I loved too much and by such by such is happiness thrown away.
I gave her gifts of the mind I gave her the secret sign that’s known
To the artists who have known the true gods of sound and stone
And word and tint without stint for I gave her poems to say.
With her own name there and her own dark hair like clouds over fields of May
On a quiet street where old ghosts meet I see her walking now
Away from me so hurriedly my reason must allow
That I had loved not as I should a creature made of clay
When the angel woos the clay he’d lose his wings at the dawn of day.Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Kavanagh Patrick / Knopfler Mark
Raglan Road lyrics © Straitjacket Songs Ltd., Sgo Music Publishing Ltd.,


2,634,380 views Dec 17, 2015 #TrishaYearwood#CountryClassic#RonjasCountryMusicCracker Barrel Country Songs Of The Year Concert 2006 Lyrics:John Denver Music:John Denver “Back Home Again” is the title of a popular song written and performed by the American singer-songwriter John Denver. Released as a single from his album of the same name in 1974, “Back Home Again” peaked at number five on the Billboard Hot 100 chart[2] in November of that year; it was Denver’s fifth Top 10 hit on the pop chart. “Back Home Again” topped the adult contemporary chart for two weeks. The single was the first of three number ones on the country music chart where it stayed for a single week.[3] The single was certified a gold record by the RIAA. The song won a CMA Award for Denver in 1975 in the category “Song of the Year”; he was also named “Entertainer of the Year” at the same ceremony, prompting country pop singer Charlie Rich to light the envelope on fire after reading that Denver had won—in an apparent insult to Denver’s musical style and image. *** Trisha Yearwood (born Patricia Lynn Yearwood; September 19, 1964)[2] is an American country music artist, actress, author, television personality and celebrity chef. She rose to fame with her 1991 debut single “She’s in Love with the Boy”, which became a number 1 hit on the Billboard country singles chart. Its corresponding self-titled debut album would sell over 2 million copies. Yearwood continued a series of major country hits during the early 1990s including, “Walkaway Joe” (1992), “The Song Remembers When” (1993), “XXX’s and OOO’s (An American Girl)” (1994) and “Believe Me Baby (I Lied)” (1996). #TrishaYearwood#BackHomeAgain#HonkyTonk#CountryClassic#RonjasCountryMusic#CountryMusic#GuriMalla2010

Published on Apr 13, 2015

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Lyrics
Let yo booty do that yoga
Party at the beach down in Copacabana
Sipping Killepitsch, got my black yoga pants on
Me and Brittany, we’ve been down in Atlanta
Sweating in the club, call me Dirty Diana
Flexing like a yogi, drop it down with your hands up
Do a handstand, bend it back, put your legs up
I ain’t got no worries, I’m my own private dancer
My own private dancer
I wanna last, wanna last forever
I wanna dance, wanna dance all night
I wanna last, wanna last forever
I wanna dance, dance, dance all night
Baby bend over, baby bend over
Baby bend over, let me see you do that yoga
Baby bend over, baby bend over
Baby bend over, let your booty do that yoga
Flex (Yoga)
Crown on my head but the world on my shoulder
I’m too much a rebel, never do what I’m supposed ta
Bend it never break it, baby watch and I’ma show ya
Stretching on my cash, got my money doing yoga
Sometimes I’m peachy, and sometimes I’m vulgar
Even when I’m sleeping I got one eye open
You cannot police me, so get off my areola
Get off my areola
I wanna last, wanna last forever
I wanna dance, wanna dance all night
I wanna last, wanna last forever
I wanna dance, dance, dance all night
Baby bend over, baby bend over
Baby bend over, let me see you do that yoga
Baby bend over, baby bend over
Baby bend over, let your booty do that yoga
Flex (Yoga)
I said yoga, she did that yoga
Looking for my loafers, man I woke up in a toga
She left my collar on like she my owner
So when she downward dog I jump up on her
I lo-lo-love the way you bend it, oh Lord I’d love to break you in
Oh Lord I’d stretch you out and in, oh Lord now you should tell a friend
Oh Lord I pray, I pray that young girl come on over
And let they bum-bum do that yoga
I wanna last, wanna last forever
I wanna dance, wanna dance all night
I wanna last, wanna last forever
I wanna dance, dance, dance all night
Baby bend over, baby bend over
Baby bend over, let me see you do that yoga
Baby bend over, baby bend over
Baby bend over, let your booty do that yoga
Flex (Yoga
Let yo booty do that yoga
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Songwriters: Janelle Monae Robinson / Jidenna Mobisson / Roman IrvinYoga
lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Artists: Janelle Monáe, Jidenna
Released: 2015
Genre: Pop
Nominations: Soul Train Music Award for Best Dance Performance