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from Oysterband - Little Rock to Leipzig (2020)
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from Oysterband - Little Rock to Leipzig (2020)
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from Oysterband - Little Rock to Leipzig (2020)
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from Oysterband - Little Rock to Leipzig (2020)
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from Oysterband - Little Rock to Leipzig (2020)
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from Oysterband - Little Rock to Leipzig (2020)
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from Oysterband - Little Rock to Leipzig (2020)
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from Oysterband - Little Rock to Leipzig (2020)
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from Oysterband - Little Rock to Leipzig (2020)
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from Oysterband - Little Rock to Leipzig (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deep Dark Ocean (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deep Dark Ocean (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deep Dark Ocean (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deep Dark Ocean (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deep Dark Ocean (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deep Dark Ocean (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deep Dark Ocean (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deep Dark Ocean (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deep Dark Ocean (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deep Dark Ocean (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deep Dark Ocean (2020)
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from Oysterband - The Shouting End of Life (2020)
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from Oysterband - The Shouting End of Life (2020)
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from Oysterband - The Shouting End of Life (2020)
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from Oysterband - The Shouting End of Life (2020)
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from Oysterband - The Shouting End of Life (2020)
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from Oysterband - The Shouting End of Life (2020)
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from Oysterband - The Shouting End of Life (2020)
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from Oysterband - The Shouting End of Life (2020)
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from Oysterband - The Shouting End of Life (2020)
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from Oysterband - The Shouting End of Life (2020)
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from Oysterband - The Shouting End of Life (2020)
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from Oysterband - The Shouting End of Life (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deserters (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deserters (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deserters (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deserters (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deserters (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deserters (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deserters (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deserters (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deserters (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deserters (2020)
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from Oysterband - Deserters (2020)
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from Oysterband - Trawler (2020)
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from Oysterband - Trawler (2020)
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from Oysterband - Trawler (2020)
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from Oysterband - Trawler (2020)
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from Oysterband - Trawler (2020)
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from Oysterband - Trawler (2020)
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from Oysterband - Trawler (2020)
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from Oysterband - Trawler (2020)
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from Oysterband - Trawler (2020)
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from Oysterband - Trawler (2020)
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from Oysterband - Trawler (2020)
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from Oysterband - Ride (2020)
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from Oysterband - Ride (2020)
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from Oysterband - Ride (2020)
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from Oysterband - Ride (2020)
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from Oysterband - Ride (2020)
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from Oysterband - Ride (2020)
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from Oysterband - Ride (2020)
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from Oysterband - Ride (2020)
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from Oysterband - Ride (2020)
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from Oysterband - Ride (2020)
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from Oysterband - Ride (2020)
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from Oysterband - Ride (2020)
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from Vision & Revision: The First 80 Years of Topic Records [omnibus] (2019)
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from Oysterband - Holy Bandits (2016)
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from Oysterband - Holy Bandits (2016)
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from Oysterband - Holy Bandits (2016)
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from Oysterband - Holy Bandits (2016)
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from Oysterband - Holy Bandits (2016)
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from Oysterband - Holy Bandits (2016)
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from Oysterband - Holy Bandits (2016)
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from Oysterband - Holy Bandits (2016)
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from Oysterband - Holy Bandits (2016)
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from Oysterband - Holy Bandits (2016)
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from Oysterband - Holy Bandits (2016)
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from Oyster Band - Wide Blue Yonder (2016)
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from Oysterband - Pearls From The Oyster (2006)
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from Oysterband - Pearls From The Oyster (2006)
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from Oysterband - Pearls From The Oyster (2006)
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from Oysterband - Pearls From The Oyster (2006)
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from Oysterband - Pearls From The Oyster (2006)
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from Oysterband - Pearls From The Oyster (2006)
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from Oysterband - Pearls From The Oyster (2006)
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from Oysterband - Pearls From The Oyster (2006)
It stands so proud, the wheel so still A ghostlike figure on the hill It seems so strange there is no sound Now there are no men underground What will become of this pit-yard Where men once trampled, faces hard Tired and weary, their shift done Never having seen the sun Will it become a sacred ground Foreign tourists gazing round? Asking if there once worked here Way beneath the pit-head gear Empty trucks once filled with coal Lined up like men on the dole Will they ever he used again Or left for scrap just like the men? There'll always be a happy hour For those with money, jobs and power They'll never realise the hurt They cause to men they treat like dirt.
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from Oysterband - Pearls From The Oyster (2006)
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from Oysterband - Pearls From The Oyster (2006)
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from Oysterband - Pearls From The Oyster (2006)
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from Oysterband - Pearls From The Oyster (2006)
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from Oysterband - Pearls From The Oyster (2006)
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from Oysterband - Pearls From The Oyster (2006)
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from Oysterband - Pearls From The Oyster (2006)
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from Oysterband - Pearls From The Oyster (2006)
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from Oysterband - Pearls From The Oyster (2006)
Come all you young gallants that delight in a gun Beware of your shooting at the setting of the sun It happened one evening in a large shower of hail When under a bower my love was concealed He apron flew around her, I took her as a swan And I shot my own darling at the setting of the sun As I walked up to her and found it was she My limbs they grew weary and my eyes couldn't see The ring on her finger, most bitterly I cried O Molly, if you were living, you'd've been my fond bride Home to my father like lightning I did run Saying Father, dearest father, do you know what I've done? Her apron flew around her, I took her as a swan And I shot my own darling at the setting of the sun Her apron flew around her, I took her as a swan And I shot my own darling, and where shall I run? His father in the corner with his hair turning grey O my dear Jimmy, don't you run away Stay in this country until the trial comes on You never shall be hung by the laws of this land The day of the trial to the judge she appeared As God is my witness young Jimmy must go clear My apron flew around me, he took me as a swan And I know his heart lies bleeding for his own Molly Bond
Come all you young gallants that delight in a gun
Beware of your shooting at the setting of the sun
It happened one evening in a large shower of hail
When under a bower my love was concealed
He apron flew around her, I took her as a swan
And I shot my own darling at the setting of the sun
As I walked up to her and found it was she
My limbs they grew weary and my eyes couldn't see
The ring on her finger, most bitterly I cried
O Molly, if you were living, you'd've been my fond bride
Home to my father like lightning I did run
Saying Father, dearest father, do you know what I've done?
Her apron flew around her, I took her as a swan
And I shot my own darling at the setting of the sun
Her apron flew around her, I took her as a swan
And I shot my own darling, and where shall I run?
His father in the corner with his hair turning grey
O my dear Jimmy, don't you run away
Stay in this country until the trial comes on
You never shall be hung by the laws of this land
The day of the trial to the judge she appeared
As God is my witness young Jimmy must go clear
My apron flew around me, he took me as a swan
And I know his heart lies bleeding for his own Molly Bond
There's lyrics registered. But, you can modify it. Thanks :)
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from Oysterband - Pearls From The Oyster (2006)
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from Oysterband - Pearls From The Oyster (2006)
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from Oysterband - Pearls From The Oyster (2006)