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Ballad of Hank Williams - Hank Williams

"Don tell us how it really was when you was workin with daddy.Well in 1950 i took a little nipAlong with mr. williams on the way to mississipp'We was stacked 8 deep in a packard limousineAnd we met this"

Ballad Of Hank Williams - Hank Williams Jr.

"(Don tell us how it really was when you was workin with daddy) Well in 1950 I took a little nip "

Re-education (Through labor) - Rise Against

"To the sound of a heartbeat pounding awayTo the rhythm of the awful rusted machinesWe toss and turn but don't sleepEach breath we take makes us thievesLike causes without rebelsJust talk but promise nothing"

Fruits Candy - Card Captor Sakura

"TipTap koi wa itsudatte Candy FURU-TSU no you ni Tasty Good Luck sou ne mainichi ga SUNDAY Awatenaide My Heart Ameagari no machi e to dekakeyou BABURUGAMU to koukishin wo fukuramase Mizutamari ni utsutta"

Oh Lucinda (Love Becomes A Habit) - The Only Ones

"Take the crutch away from you And watch you fall down It's a shame about a girl like you Always falling down (Aha) I see the way you're looking It's a silent rhapsody (Aha) I know there's something"

Labor Day (It's A Holiday) - Black Eyed Peas

"When I stepped in the room I bring the heat like the month of june Crank the volume make the bass go boom Wile out like we some wild baboons (oOo oOo) We go bananas to the toon I wanna throw bows gimme"

Labor Day (It's A Holiday) - The Black Eyed Peas

"(Ooh....Ooh....haaaaaah)When I stepped in the room I bring the heat like the month of June crank the volume make the bass go boom wile out like we some wild baboons (ooh, ooh) we go bananas to the tune"

Ghost Of Hank Williams - Kentucky Headhunters

"Well, You know I like to socialise Just works out that way I like drinkin' with him I like talkin' to her I got a million things to say And if you think I'm a little crazy darlin' You oughta know Ever"

Labor Day - Dead Milkmen

"On my TV screen Every Labor Day F**kin' Jerry Lewis Make him go away Make him go away Make him go away He's f**ked up my labor day Make him go away One, two, three, four! Jerry Lewis I'm comin' to get"

Hank Williams' Guitar - Freddie Hart

"I walked into country music's Hall of Fame An old guitar hung on the wall that wore Hank Williams' name As I stood and wondered what a sight to see I'll swear I heard Hank's old guitar start to talk to"

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