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Pentatonix | The Sound of Silence <3
Awesome cover by Pentatonix (released two weeks ago)
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The Circle Is Small -- Gordon Lightfoot It's alright for some, but not alright for me When the one that I'm lovin' slips around You think it's fine to do things I cannot see And you're doin' it to me, baby can't you see that I know how it is I can see it in your eyes and feel it in the way you kiss my lips I can hear it in your voice whenever we are talking like this I can see what you believe in when his name is mentioned and I die I can watch the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you close your eyes It's alright for some, but not alright to be Where the one that I'm lovin' can't be found The city where we live might be quite large But the circle is small, why not tell us all and then all of us will know I can see it in your eyes and feel it in the way you kiss my lips I can hear it in your voice whenever we are talking like this I can see what you believe in when his name is mentioned and I die I can watch the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you close your eyes It's alright to leave, but not alright to lie When you come home and you can't say where you've been You think it's fine to do things I cannot see And you're doin' it to me, baby can't you see that I know how it is I can see it in your eyes and feel it in the way you kiss my lips I can hear it in your voice whenever we are talking like this I can see what you believe in when his name is mentioned and I die I can watch the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you close your eyes I can see it in your eyes and feel it in the way you kiss my lips I can hear it in your voice whenever we are talking like this I can see what you believe in when his name is mentioned and I die ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
Disenchanted -- Michael Martin Murphy She used to hang on every word That rolled off my silver tongue And she believed every single line In every song I sung. She thought that I hung the moon That I could do no wrong But I cheated and mistreated her Then I found out I needed her Now look who's hangin' on. She's disenchanted, disenchanted with me I took her for granted Now she's disenchanted with me. I didn't call when I said I would When I stayed out late at night And I was always the last one to apologize Anytime we had a fight. Forgotten dates unopened champagne Things I should have said I used to really turn her on Now I can't even turn her head. She's disenchanted, disenchanted with me I took her for granted Now she's disenchanted with me. She's disenchanted, disenchanted with me Why did I take her for granted Now she's disenchanted with me, Disenchanted with me... ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
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JOSEPHINE BAKER SINGS IN HAVANA "PIEL CANELA"
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Burn For You-John Farham
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Songs that bring history to life | Rhiannon Giddens
Rhiannon Giddens pours the emotional weight of American history into her music. Listen as she performs traditional folk ballads — including "Waterboy," "Up Above My Head," and "Lonesome Road" by Sister Rosetta Tharp — and one glorious original song, "Come Love Come," inspired by Civil War-era slave narratives. |
eres mi obsesión
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Just My Imagination -- Temptations Each day through my window I watch her as she passes by I say to myself you're such a lucky guy, To have a girl like her is truly a dream come true Out of all the fellows in the world she belongs to me. But it was Just my imagination, Runnin' away with me. It was just my imagination runnin' away with me. Soon we'll be married and raise a family (Oh yeah) A cozy little home out in the country with two children maybe three. I tell you I can visualize it all This couldn't be a dream for too real it all seems; But it was Just my imagination once again runnin' way with me. Tell you it was just my imagination runnin' away with me. Ev'ry night on my knees I pray Dear Lord, Hear my plea; Don't ever let another take her love from me or I would surely die. Her love is heavenly, when her arms enfold me, I hear a tender rhapsody; but in reality she doesn't even know me. Just my imagination once again runnin' away with me. Tell you it was just my imagination runnin' away with me. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, can't forget her Just my imagination once again runnin' way with me. Tell you it was just my imagination runnin' away with me. ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
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SIMRIT: 'The Keeper'
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It's all about finding your happy place...right?
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Reading the headlines with my cat curled up next to me and listening to this: ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
Fa-So-La songs in the Sacred Harp tradition, Alabama Sacred Harp Convention.
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