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Black muddy river - Grateful Dead

"When the last rose of summer pricks my finger,And the hot sun chills me to the bone,When I can't hear the song for the singer,And I can't tell my pillow from a stone,I will walk alone by the black muddy"

Black Jack Davy - Steeleye Span

"Late last night when the squire came home Enquiring for his lady Some denied and some replied She's gone with the Black Jack Davy Go saddle to me the bonny brown steed For the grey was never so speedy I'll"

The Black Winds - Helldorado

"The liner is waiting and once again I'm leaving For a far off land where I'll constantly be grieving But not for the sake of the absentee mountain But for the sake of that girl I met by the fountain So"

Broad black brimmer - Irish Folksongs

"There's a uniform that's hangingIn what's known as Father's roomA uniform so simple in it's styleIt has no braid of gold or silkno hat with feathered plumesYet Mother has preserved it all the whileOne"

The Black Token - Borknagar

"Behold the furious river The river that comes with the time Like a burning flood A flood in the shape of every kind >From the mountains to the shores Trembling aflame within the core I have come as far"

Black Haired Boy - Guy Clark

"He's a black haired boy of some confusion and he makes no excuse for the things that he's usin' He's gentle and wild and a child of the mountain his words are for singing and his days are for countin' Chorus And"

Black Girl Pain - Talib Kweli

"(feat. Jean Grae) I do it for the people, I do it for the love I do it for the poet, I do it for the thug This is for victory, and this is for the slaughter I do it for my mother, I do it for my daughter Promise"

Reverend Mr. Black - The Kingston Trio

"(Spoken) He rode easy in the saddle. He was tall and lean, and at first you'd a-thought nothing but a streak of mean could make a man look so down right strong, but one look in his eyes and you knowed"

Revernd mr Black - Kingston Trio

"(Spoken) He rode easy in the saddle. He was tall and lean, and at first you'd a-thought nothing but a streak of mean could make a man look so down right strong, but one look in his eyes and you knowed"

Reverend Mr. Black - Bill Anderson

"(Spoken) He rode easy in the saddle. He was tall and lean, And at first you'd a-thought nothing but a streak of mean Could make a man look so down right strong, But one look in his eyes and you knowed"

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