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Stand up straight at the foot of your love I lift my shirt up Stand up straight at the foot of your love I lift my shirt up I was carried to Ohio in

I think the kids are in trouble Do not know what all the troubles are for Give them ice for their fevers You're the only thing I ever want anymore Live

Leave your home Change your name Live alone Eat your cake Vanderlyle, crybaby, cry Oh, the waters are rising Still no surprising you Vanderlyle, crybaby

There's no saving anything Now we're swallowing the shine of the sun There's no saving anything How we swallow the sun But I won't be no runaway 'Cause

It's a terrible love and I'm walking with spiders It's a terrible love and I'm walking in It's a terrible love and I'm walking with spiders It's a terrible

Little faith, follow me I set a fire in a blackberry field Make us laugh or nothing will I set a fire just to see what it kills Now, I'm stuck in New

O' say, can you see by the dawn's early light? We get 'em young, give 'em guns and ship 'em off to fight While the rocket's red glare is keeping everyone

Forgive oh Lord and heal our land And give us eyes to seek Your face and hearts to understand That You alone make all things new And the blessings of

"La Marcha Real" ?Viva Espana! Cantemos todos juntos con distinta voz y un solo corazon. ?Viva Espana! Desde los verdes valles al inmenso mar, un himno