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Hey Harry McCullough
Come sing us a song
'bout the highlands so misty and green
Your song about Sally the hills and the rain
We never will see again
When I was a tiny young highland boy
In Scotland the green the green
I played in the hills with my Sally Mary
Winners and losers we've been
She was riding a pony of silk and white
And I rode a wooden stick
We hounded the horses and we followed the birds
And grew up as you'd say in "Gluck"
I called her Sally my love
And she said Harry my man
As we lay at the Mulltire lake
Entwined in the night forever young
Until the morning came
And when we grew older
And the grass no more green
The lake lost its clear blue shade
I left her for sailing the mighty Sea
Ooh Sally our love it did fade
I called her Sally my love
And she said Harry my man
As we lay at the Mulltire lake
Entwined in the night forever young
Until the morning came
April 10, 1990: Early in the morning...
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Sandra : Change you're mind
Change your mind
We getting closer
Change your mind
We can closer
Change your mind
We can closer
These eyes that shine
Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wann-
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a be
You think you know me
But you're wrong
To late for questions
When I'm gone
So if you're hear me I'll explain
I need your confort
Not you're blame
Change you're mind
We can get closer
These eyes that shin-
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e
Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wanna be
How can you ever be so sure
I will adjust if any law
All I'm defending is my world
Do you believe in all you heard?
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