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Little Brown Suitcase - Tom T. Hall

"A little brown suitcase at the top of the stairs Not much to start with and worse for the wear Mama said Virgil let's thow that away he said no it might come in handy some day Well first there was Billy"

Blue To Brown - D.O.A.

"climb in, lean back. feel the leather on your back. grab the stick, get a chill. you ready for the coming thrill. 0-60 in under five. but there ain't no room to drive. take your place in grid-lock hell."

Same Brown Earth - Los Lobos

"(David Hidalgo/Louie Perez) The sun came down from black And from the dim made light From dumb made a word In a blink made an eye And in a beat made a heart And in a beat made a heart It was when"

Brown Skin Girl - Santana

"(feat. Bo Bice) She's a force of nature That I can't outrun A devil and a savior all in one Her eyes can heal me Or they can make me bleed Her lips have me addicted to the poetry Never really knowing"

Bad, Bad Leroy Brown - Frank Sinatra

"(J.Croce) Now the south side of Chicago is (it's) the baddest part of town And if you (you're gonna) go down there, you better (just) beware Of a man (cat) named Leroy Brown Now Leroy (Brown) he's"

Bad, Bad Leroy Brown - Jim Croce

"Woah! Well 'ole south side of Chicago Is the baddest part of town And if you go down there You better just beware Of a man name of Leroy Brown Now Leroy more than trouble You see he stand about six foot"

Paint The Canvas Brown - Atmosphere

"Analysis, canvas, cover up. Irrelevence, call me bastard, run 'em up. Just one drag short, of a bad cough. Please fill up my glass, so I could blast off. I've hit the jackpot, to often to count. I'm a"

Under The Rainbow - Page Tommy

"(Written by Tommy Page & L. Russel Brown) You say you've got to go and there'll be no Turning back, oh no Don't know the reason why you're leaving Though it hurts me so Wherever you turn, whatever you"

Under Her Apron - Lloyd

"Under Her Apron A pretty young girl all in the month of May, She's gathering rushes just at the break of day, But before she come home she had bore a little son, And she rolled him underneath her aperon. Well,"

Chris Rodgers - Piebald

"when i was young i had dreams, my senses weren't repressed. emotions now mass produce, there will be none left soon enough, stuck held fast like fossils in amber. i just want to be a child again, take"

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