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Train Of Gold - ELO

"I saw her there from across the street, She was dressed in black And when she moved, she moved to a beat, like a Cadillac She rode a train, train, train, train, train of gold. She was a woman of suspicious"

Giddy - Roger Daltrey

"(P. McCartney) My baby left me for another guy She calls him Giddy but she don't know why But if I catch them at it someone's going to pay For making me feel so bad for so long The feeling only just went"

The Raggle Taggle Gipsies - Christy Moore

"There were three auld gypsies came to our hall door. They came brave and boldly-o. And one sang high and the other sang low And the other sang a raggle taggle gypsy-o. It was upstairs, downstairs the"

Raggle Taggle Gypsy - Christy Moore

"There were three auld gypsies came to our hall door. They came brave and boldly-o. And one sang high and the other sang low And the other sang a raggle taggle gypsy-o. It was upstairs, downstairs the"

The Raggle Taggle Gipsies; Tabhair Dom Do Lamh - Christy Moore

"There were three auld gypsies came to our hall door. They came brave and boldly-o. And one sang high and the other sang low And the other sang a raggle taggle gypsy-o. It was upstairs, downstairs the"

Wild Bull Rider - Hoyt Axton

"Dixie was a lady and a Rodeo Queen Billy was her lover ah you know what I mean Billy rode the bulls in the big rodeo Dixie loved her man and she told him so Dixie loved her man and she told him so Brought"

Wooden Horse - Damien Rice

"Don't ask me what I think of you I spill my mind Don't try and ask me what I am I am mine So don't ask me what I think of you 'Til I change my mind You don't understand a thing I do That brings stain to"

Version City - The Clash

"There is a train at Version City Waiting for the rhythm mail If you can jump then jump right now She can pull you through to better days Is that the train that the speak off The one I heard in my younger"

Monroe Town - Phil Ochs

"The klan rode through old monroe town They rode there many a year One black day they rode too far The cry of freedom was near Monroe town is a dying town It's a human scar with their feathers and their"

In the summer of his years - Connie Francis

"A young man rode with his head held high Under the Texas sun And no one guessed that a man so blessed Would perished by the gun Lord, would perished by the gun A shot rang out like a sudden shout And heaven"

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