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Sunday Afternoon - John K. Samson

"Another Sunday afternoon Nothing much to do But sit and try and make some sense of what I think about you Soaked with surroundings that just make me yawn First snow is melting outside on the lawn Scattered"

John Deer Green - John Anderson

"They were farm kids way down in Dixie, They met in high school in the sixties. Everyone knew it was love from the start. One July in the midnight hour, He climbed up on the water tower: Stood on the"

Sunday, Bloody Sunday - Yoko Ono

"Well, it was sunday, bloody sunday when the shot the people there. The cries of thirteen martyrs filled the free derry air. Is there anyone amongst you dare to blame it on the kids? Not a soldier boy"

Dear John (I Sent Your Saddle Home) - John Prine

"(Aubrey A. Gass) When I woke up this morning There was a note upon my door Saying " Don't make me no coffee, Babe Cause I won't be back no more" And that's all she wrote "Dear John", I sent your saddle"

He Was Beautiful - Cher

"A crowd made the magic happen The band made the music play I can close my eyes and see him there Just like it was yesterday It was just another party Till he walked in all alone And I read the message"

Someone Forgot - Dynamite Boy

"Someone forgot that I had feelings too You let them throw that in my face It's all your fault I could of been the one I think about that everyday What do you want? What is it that you need? I'll tell you"

Dear John - Elton John

"I got home today Took a look around Trying to find that girl of mine She could not be found All her things were gone She just left a note It don't take no mastermind To figure what she wrote And she"

She Thinks His Name Was John - Reba McEntire

"(Sandy Knox/Steve Rosen) She can account for all of the men in her past Where they are now, who they married, how many kids they have She knew their backgrounds, family and friends A few she even talks"

John Sinclair - John Lennon

"It ain't fair, John Sinclair In the stir of breathing air Won't you care for John Sinclair? In the stair of breathing air. Let him be, set him free Let him be like you and me. They give him ten for two What"

He Did That - Silkk The Shocker

"(CHORUS:(Repeat twice)) (Mac) Now when I step on the set They say he did that Pull up in the six hundred stretch They say he did that Presidential wit the baggates They say he dad that He did that, (no"

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