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Three Wooden Crosses - Randy Travis

"A Farmer And A Teacher, A Hooker And A Preacher Ridin' On A Midnight Bus, Bound For Mexico One Was Headed For Vacation, One For Higher Education And Two Of Them Were Searchin' For Lost Souls That Driver"

Three o'clock blues - BB King

"Well now it's three o'clock in the morningAnd i can't even close my eyesThree o'clock in the morning babyAnd i can't even close my eyesCan't find my babyAnd i can't be satisfiedI've looked around meAnd"

Three And Nine - Roxy Music

"(Ferry/Mackay) You might remember How it used to be 3 and 9 could show you Any fantasy Parti-coloured pictures Now and then 3D No cheap nostalgia Conjured up by me Back to the old days Close to home Show"

Three Drunken Maidens - Fairport Convention

"There were three drunken maidens, lived on the Isle of Wight They drank from Monday morning, didn't stop till Saturday night When Saturday night came round, my boys, the girlies wouldn't go out These three"

Three Card Trick - The Clash

"Patriots of the wasteland torching two hundred years Dragging my spirit back into the dungeon again Bring back crucification cry the moral death's head legion Using steel nails manufactured by the slaves"

Three States Away - Diesel Boy

"seeing you again was blinding like a match in a room with no light a sulfur blast then a slow burn champagne in bed just me you and the bottle and sublime as we ride through your town with the bass turned"

Three Summers Strong - Hot Water Music

"i will forgive but i won't forget i will not confirm living strains we were locked we had a lot; at times we'd say we had it all three summers strong three summers gone love/hate on rooftops and everywhere"

Three Wooden Crosses - Travis Randy

"A farmer and a teacher, a hooker and a preacher, Riding on a midnight bus, bound for Mexico. One was headed for vacation, one for higher education, And two of them were searching for lost souls. Well,"

Three Long Afternoons - Beatbeat Whisper

"I saw you were standing there a fistful of sand said you'd never leave from this place where we had played for three long afternoons. The broken sticks were bent and covering a roof of gold we'd had"

Three Long Afternoons - Ayla Nereo

"I saw you were standing there a fistful of sand said you'd never leave from this place where we had played for three long afternoons. The broken sticks were bent and covering a roof of gold we'd had imported"

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