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Белый Голубь

In the deep rolling hills of old Virginia There's a place that I love so well Where I spent many days of my childhood In the cabin where we loved to dwell

You never get that taste Out of your mouth You never get the paw prints Out of the hen house now And you can't go back Same way you came Round all the

One two three Two two three White Dove sittin' on a blackberry bush Is there any questioning why? Tell me what heaven you're bound for today Feel just

In the deep rolling hills of old Virginia There's a place that I love so well Where I spent many days of my childhood In a cabin where we loved to dwell

Red lips, blue eyes and little white lies Oh darlin', I'm a fool for you Hey darlin', why can't you can be true Red lips, blue eyes and sweet disguise

Found us in a small cafe Happen to be out that day To watch you go by Came to pass that we shall be Early signs of victory From out of their eyes If

Red comes from my grandpa He's an all American brave White come from my Grandma She's a red-headed Irish maid The blue come from the man I love 'Cause

Rose and Cross - so is the battle lost? Is there now no time to jive? Rose and Cross - you know the price it's cost? But the hope is still, the hope

Jimmy would always look out at all the motorcycles as they passed him by in his mama's car they was going somewhere not very far but jimmy just sat in