From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore From the queen of flowing mountains to the south bells by the shore She's mighty tall and handsome
Mountain Boys and our special guest from the Carol's Navy Bobby Wright And now we get the show on the way The undisputed Queen of Country Music Miss Kitty
bitch ? ? the rainbow ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? [Killah Priest] Yo, hit you with the force of an iron horse Tear your face off the planet, leavin one-third damaged Witcha back cracked the earth canvas, leavin mountains
Roc Army... Dame Dash Presents... The Dream Team niggaz... Word... [samples from "We Are the Champions" used by Dream Team w/ permission of Queen] Time
what the deal son I shot the motherfucker back, no doubt son For niggaz don't know how to act Yo NYC, U N I verse, seriously Havoc and P, Queens niggaz
was long ago Janey was lovely she was the queen of my nights There in the darkness with the radio playing low And the secrets that we shared The mountains
's gonna sing you a lullaby Everything's gonna be alright The Lord's gonna answer your prayer Last night I had a dream you was the homecoming queen
, Daddy's gonna sing you a lullaby, Everythings gonna be alright, The Lords gonna answer your prayers... Last night you had dream you was the homecoming queen
Shut every thing What it would mean It's a present [Incomprehensible] If a prostitute was queen What would happen then How would the world change If
To the queen of hearts is the ace of sorrow He's here today, he's gone tomorrow Young men are plenty but sweethearts few If my love leaves me what
High on her snow covered mountain From her throne she looks down at the clowns Who think youth can be found in a fountain High on the wings of her rhythms
to the souls of previous times She wakes him up Forty-eight hours later, the sun is breaking Near broken chains, mountain laurel and rolling rocks She
If I had you I could climb a snow capped mountain Sail the mighty ocean wide I could cross a burning desert If I had you by my side I could be a queen
a rip-off The President's weird He's got burgundy beard It's a rip-off Such a rip-off I'm the King of the highway I'm the Queen of the hop You
In sight of the house where we are guests A rambling old river twists through the fields Ancient names imprinted on shields Gifts arrive for a baby girl Born a queen
the hills like Cnoc medha (or hill on the plain) near Tuam where Fin Bhera , King of Connacht fairies lives with Nula , his queen , and a host of the
into caves unknown Hear the dullest thud of doom? Can I wander noisy silence? That's the curse of the mummy's tomb Buried deep within the mountain In
the surf fire bright And then to see laid out for me A shake-down by the wall For there's rest for weary wanderers In the homes of Donegal Donegal, queen of all Donegal, queen