Ain`t no sunshine when she's gone
Only darkness everyday
Ain`t no sunshine
Am I really here in your arms
It’s just like I
Too many mornin' gotta wake up soon
Oh lord, and eat
Ave Maria, Gratia plena
Maria, Gratia plena
Maria, Gratia plena
I thought it would rain forever
Caught in the flood
Reaching for
There's a spark of magic in your eyes
Candyland appears
When your weary
Feeling small
When tears are in
Your eyes
I'll dry them
If You were a road
I'd learn every turn til I
Verse 1:
If You were a road
I'd learn every turn til
Hey...hey...hey...whoa...whoa...
Oh...
You can think that I'm just playin' g
Hey...hey...hey...whoa...whoa...
Oh...
You can think that I'm just playin' g
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack frost nipping at your
You saw me crying in the chapel,
Tears I shed
Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen
Album: The Grand Tour
Composer: Bob Dylan
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