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Post by ozneil on Mar 12, 2011 2:16:13 GMT -1
Wrap me up with my stockwhip and blanket And bury me deep down below Where the dingoes and crows can't molest me In the shade where the coolibahs grow
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Post by hollowhorn on Mar 12, 2011 11:54:04 GMT -1
Death is not the end.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2011 19:11:12 GMT -1
This is the end, my beautiful friend...
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Post by ozneil on Mar 12, 2011 20:10:22 GMT -1
I am going back to my wife!
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Post by heidie on Mar 12, 2011 20:38:43 GMT -1
FIN!
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Post by ozneil on Mar 12, 2011 20:41:31 GMT -1
To live in his home city of Helsinki
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Post by hollowhorn on Mar 12, 2011 22:55:53 GMT -1
Remember me to one who lives there.
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Post by notanimby on Mar 14, 2011 8:12:46 GMT -1
who sent him homewurd tae think again
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Post by hollowhorn on Mar 15, 2011 20:41:28 GMT -1
Don't think twice, it's alright.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2011 21:06:25 GMT -1
I think I saw you try.......
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Post by hollowhorn on Mar 15, 2011 22:02:04 GMT -1
I try my best, to be just like I am.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2011 22:21:21 GMT -1
Like a rolling stone....
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Post by westender on Mar 15, 2011 22:32:42 GMT -1
It gets so cold; without your love I'm just a stone
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Post by hollowhorn on Mar 15, 2011 23:56:44 GMT -1
Everybody must get stoned.
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Post by notanimby on Mar 16, 2011 7:42:08 GMT -1
roll away ra stone
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