and those who slumber (Ha Ha Ha) I under ones who's mostly dedicated to the leading of previous tedious trauma behind nothin faller Use the mileage A flavor fiddles
Dublin is a city full of buskers Playing old Waterboys hits But what it means to me the most Dublin is a city full of ghosts The ghost of a fiddle,
want to hear Say you feel the same old magic that I feel when you are near Whisper love words and sing me love songs tell me what I want to hear [ fiddle
I see But I'm happy just knowin', you're saving the last waltz for me Sometimes it's diamonds and sometimes it's dirt Sometimes it's magic and sometimes
Ohh, pick up flutes and fiddles A new tune is beginning A melody forsaken On the chords of our elders song Each note is telling a story A fragment of
tight, Nero pie-tied in tree, tar black brer sap Reason has harnessed the tame, a lodging, not stockade's game Another Greenville, another Magic Mart, grab your fiddle
Bus It The Blunt Look Like A Stankin Ass Fiddle Smokin Medical They Think I Need A Handicap Sticker Ba Ba Bus It The Blunt Look Like A Stankin Ass Fiddle
't get my fill, I can't get enough My baby's everything I love She's all I need in one tight package Got a spell on me, works like magic I'm after her
Can't you see the devil in me Just take a look in my eyes I will play for you this wicked melody It's magic will reach for your soul It burns inside,
cure it all for you, dear Coax or trick or drive or drag the demons from you Make it right for you sleeping beauty Truly thought I can magically heal
axe that you wield, It coarses magic from branch to root, And woe to he who eats its fruit. Of itself the tree did grow, From faerie magic cast long
Her pa he was the engineer on the Southern Cannonball [ fiddle ] She promised she would wed me and we married in the month of June And go to the magic
Every night I hope in pray a dream lover will come my way A girl to hold in my arms and know the magic of her charms Because I want a girl to call my
feel your love Oh, trumpeter swan, oh, love on Now I see you kneeling amidst the fiddle-heads And ferns at the side of the pond Weaving 13 magic flaxen
he sent His clumsy body graceful as a child He said there's magic in the fiddler's arm There's magic in this town There's magic in the dancers' feet
the floor he sent His clumsy body graceful as a child He said, "There's magic in the fiddler's arm, there's magic in this town There's magic in the
things by wishing for them? Fairy Godmother: Well, the sensible people of this world will say (sung) Fol-de-rol and fiddle dee dee and fiddley faddley
, Till the break of day. Candles glow, Fiddles play. Why not be wild if we feel that way? Reckless and terribly gay! Round and round, 'Neath a magic
