sus heroes ne creo in su desmadre no soy americano no es mi pais yo no creo en america no es mi pais odio a su cultura no robarron todo y nos dejarron
My country tis of thee Sweet land of liberty Of thee I sing Land where my fathers died Land of the pilgrim's pride From every mountain side Let freedom
All I vow to thee, my country, all earthly things above Entire and whole and perfect, the service of my love The love that asks no questions, the love
They're always doin fry They try to get me high I felt the pressure but I never did They used to call me dude Put drugs in my food, Took my squirt gun
Country is sittin' on the back porch Listen to the whippoorwills late in the day And country is mindin' your business Helpin' a stranger if he comes your
It's such a pretty world today, look at the sunshine (Look at the sunshine) And every day's the same since I met you It's such a pretty world today,
I vow to thee, my country All earthly things above Entire and whole and perfect The service of my love The love that asks no questions The love that
Ain't it sad Johnny had another accident Down some steps and landed on a lit cigarette Must have made daddy madder than he thought he had So his little
Everybody always knew she belonged to him Since kinder garden they were best of friends. Their parents called it puppie love But puppies know the deal
There's a plastic stretched across a broken window pane You gotta dodge the pots an' pans on the floor when it rains There's a ten-point buck on my livin
I meant to do my work today But a brown bird sang in the apple tree I know that one, too .... And a butterfly flitted accross the field And all the leaves
Country is sittin' on the back porch Listen to the whippoorwills late in the day Country is mindin' your business Helpin' a stranger if he comes your
altar the dearest and the best. The love that never falters, the love that pays the price, The love that makes undaunted the final sacrifice. And there'es
ja sie alle versteh'n es wenn ich sing': Dieses Land ist mein Land hier gehör' ich hin und ich denk' daran wo ich immer bin. Ist es auch noch
She packed that party act Like a pack rat piled high with paper sacks Two quarts of oil, her calico cat Man, I never seen a woman get so mad She caught
Daddy's been a back row Baptist With his share of front row sin His Saturday night still on his breathe Every Sunday when he'd walk in He's never led
I still show up at five Let everybody know I've arrived I order up my usual bangles I don't want no-one to thank I'm not the guy they've come to learn
It was perfect timin' Both of us findin' what we needed Blind love was drivin' An' we both went divin' off the deep end But girl, now, lookin' back Went
