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C'est La Faute A Dylan - Alain Bashung

"Lorsque j'ai quitt ma squaw Mon bout de ferme Dans un comt proche De Clermont-Ferrand Le shrif venait de faire construire La sienne Pour y loger l'adjoint et sa maman Sing along Bob Sing, sing along Zimmerman J'suis"

Dog Named Bob - The Arrogant Worms

"I once had a dog named Bob And Bob's a funny name for a dog If you're gonna get a dog, don't name him Bob My neighbour's name is also Bob And every time I call my dog My neighbour Bob shows up without"

Bob Your Head - RUN-DMC

"Bob your head.. (2X) As we bop on.. to the break of dawn.. the non-stop hip-hop bop.. takes you on down.. to the last, STOP!! "ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.." So won't ya bob your head.. "ruff,"

Bob Dylan's Dream - Bob Dylan

"While riding on a train goin' west I feel asleep for take my a rest I dreamed a dream that make me sad Concerning myself and the first few friends I had. With half-damp eyes I stared to the room Where"

Bob Dylan's Blues - Bob Dylan

"Well, the Lone Ranger and Tonto They are ridin' down the line Fixin' ev'rybody's troubles Ev'rybody's 'cept mine Somebody musta tol' 'em That I was doin' fine Oh you five and ten cent women With nothin'"

First Mrs. Jones - Bill Anderson

"(Bill Anderson) (Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones) Her real first name was Betty But I'd rather just forget it So I'll call her the first Mrs. Jones We were married in September And it lasted till November When"

Don't Ya Tell Henry - The Band

"Don't ya tell Henry, Apple's got your fly. I went down to the river on a Saturday morn, A-lookin' around just to see who's born. I found a little chicken down on his knees, I went up and yelled to him,"Please,"

Don't Ya Tell Henry - Band, The

"Band, The Miscellaneous Don't Ya Tell Henry Don't ya tell henry, Apple's got your fly. E I went down to the river on a saturday morn, A-lookin' around just to see who's born. I found a little chicken"

Can You Please Crawl Out Your Window - Bob Dylan

"He sits in your room, his tomb, with a fist full of tacks Preoccupied with his vengeance Cursing the dead that can't answer him back I'm sure that he has no intentions Of looking your way, unless it's"

New John Henry Blues - Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

"John Henry was a little colored boy You could hold him on the palm of your hand And his papa cried out this lonesome farewell Son gonna be a steel drivin' man Lord Lord Son gonna be a steel drivin' man John"

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