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Fathers And Sons - Chris LeDoux

"My father had so much to tell me things he said I had to know Don't make my mistakes there are rules you can't break But I had to find out on my own Now when I look at my own sons I see what my father"

Joseph And Sons - Joseph

"Way way back many centuries ago, Not long after the Bible began Jacob lived in the land of Canaan, A fine example of a family man. Jacob, Jacob and sons, Depended on farming to earn their keep. Jacob,"

Three Sons - John Williamson

"I'm into cattle, my Father was too From Great Great Grandfather all the way through And we scarcely have wasted an hour of daylight Stickin' to Herefords and it's been all right Prepared for the lean"

Forgotten Sons - Fish

"Armalite, street lights, night-sights Searching the roofs for a sniper, viper, fighter Death in the shadows he'll maim you, wound you, he'll kill you For long-forgotten cause, on not so foreign shores Boys"

Forgotten Sons - Marillion

"(Dick/Jelliman/Kelly/Minnett/Pointer/Rothery/Trewavas) Armalite, street lights, nightsights Searching the roofs for a sniper, a viper, a fighter Death in the shadows he'll maim you, he'll wound you, he'll"

Fortunate Sons - Boo Radleys

"You're pretty and you know it You're stupid and you show it If there's a soul behind your face at all I'm struggling to see it Now smile for the camera You've got what they're after Yes it's all you wanted But"

Sons - Icehouse

"We don't know this place this wasted stretch of land and these steaming horizons it's locked in our past it's stragely so familiar like a scar on our memory no sign of the ancient heroes who gave us this"

Jacob And Sons/Joseph's Coat - Andrew Lloyd Webber

"''' ''' Way way back many centuries ago Not long after the Bible began Jacob lived in the land of Canaan A fine example of a family man Jacob! Jacob and Sons Depended on farming to earn their keep Jacob!"

The Wondersmith And His Sons - Astronautalis

"I am a soldier baby, who works just like a slave, sweating through the pain of digging his foxhole that he know is just a grave. You trust me don't you baby? You'd hand your life to me. Let's walk along"

My Three Sons - Elvis Costello

"Day was dawning Almost sounded like warning Wind rushing through the trees almost roaring I'd never thought that I'd become The proud father of My three sons Here's a fragment Between the shame and the"

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