The Birthday Song Don McLean

If I could say the things I feel, it wouldn't be the same Some things are not spoken of, some things have no name Though the words come hard to me, I'll say them just for you For this is something rare

Circus Song Don McLean

Cotton candy, two for a quarter See if the fat man can guess your weight A big stuffed tiger is what I bought her And I'm going home 'cause it's late Roller coasters make me dizzy And cotton candy makes

American Pie Don Mclean

pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole boys were drinkin' whisky ane rye singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die This'll be the

Vincent (Don McLean) JK 김동욱

Starry starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer`s day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze

Vincent (Don McLean) noon

Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer`s day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul...

Vincent - Don McLean JK 김동욱

Starry starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze

TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS Various Artists

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GO TELL IT ON THE MOUNTAIN Various Artists

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The Grave Don Mclean

The Grave: Lyrics The Grave by: Don McLean on: American Pie The grave that they dug him had flowers Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colors, And the brown earth bleached white at

American Pie (Complete Original Version) Don Mclean

The courtroom was adjourned; No verdict was returned. And while Lennon read a book of Marx, The quartet practiced in the park, And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died.

American Pie Don Mclean

No verdict was returned And while Lennon read a book of Marx The quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singing 후렴 반복 Helter

Prime Time Don McLean

Well this is life, this is Prime Time This is livin' the American way I was ridin' on the subway in the afternoon I saw some kids 'a beatin' out a funky tune The lady right in front of me was old and brown

Magdalene Lane (Live) Don McLean

The angels are lost in the city of stars Wise men are down on their knees And the Fruitman of Freeway will sell you his cars When he's sure that you can't find the keys And the ladies on Magdalene Lane

Turkey In The Straw Don McLean

"As I was a-gwine down the road, With a tired team and a heavy load, I crack'd my whip and the leader sprung, I says day-day to the wagon tongue.

Orphans Of Wealth Don McLean

their window And the snow falls and blows through their door And the seasons revolve mid their sounds of starvation When the tides rise, they cover the floor They come from the north and they come from

Magdalene Lane Don McLean

The angels are lost in the city of stars The wise men are down on their knees And the fruit man of freeway will sell you his cars When he's sure that you can't find the keys And the ladies on Magdalene

Three Flights Up Don McLean

On the first floor On the first floor On the first floor there's a young girl reeling Her body's numb and without feeling As illusions dance on the midnight ceiling Now she's falling, now she's kneeling

Homeless Brother Don McLean

It was just a drunken hobo dancing circles in the night, Pouring whiskey on the headstones in the blue moonlight.

Mountains Of Mourne Don McLean

I asked them, that's what I was told So I just took a hand at this diggin' for gold But for all that I've found there, I might as well be In the place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea I believe

Castles In The Air (Mediarts Ver.) Don McLean

And if she asks you why, you can tell her that I told you That I'm tired of castles in the air. I've got a dream I want the world to share And castle walls just lead me to despair.

Castles In The Air Don Mclean

And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you That I'm tired of Castles in the Air I've got a dream I want the world to share in castle walls Just leave me to despair Hills of forest

Bad Girl Don McLean

'Round and 'round, the years go 'round and 'round And many a dream is lost in the nasty city sound Now she's down and out, everyone's above her Tried everything a gal could try She takes the notion that

Mountains O'Mourne Don McLean

Oh, Mary, this London`s a wonderful sight With people here working by day and by night They don`t sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat But there`s gangs of them diggin` For gold in the street At least when

Tapestry Don Mclean

Tapestry: Lyrics Tapestry by: Don McLean on: Tapestry Every thread of creation is held in position By still other strands of things living In an earthly tapestry hung from the skyline Of smoldering

Crying In The Chapel Don McLean

"You saw me crying in the chapel.

Aftermath Don McLean

Windows in a silent room , sunlight burns the walls to black Angles and dimensions melt while colors drip and pillows crack Reflections of my memories like pictures pasted on a sheet The ribbon film

Winter Wood Don Mclean

There's no place I'd rather be, Than at your place for the night. No time can pass your sight unseen. No moment steals away unfound.

Winterwood Don McLean

There's no place I'd rather be, Than at your place for the night. No time can pass your sight unseen. No moment steals away unfound.

Everybody Loves Me Baby Don Mclean

Fortune has me well in hand, armies 'wait my command My gold lies in a foreign land buried deep beneath the sand The angels guide my ev'ry prayer, my enemies are sick or dead But all the victories I've

Everybody Loves Me, Baby Don Mclean

Fortune has me well in hand, armies 'wait my command My gold lies in a foreign land buried deep beneath the sand The angels guide my ev'ry tread, my enemies are sick or dead But all the victories I've

Winter Has Me In Its Grip Don McLean

Winter has me in it's grip think I'll take a summer trip on a sunny sailing ship where the shells lie in the sand I feel so lonely I'm to young to feel this old I need you and you only when the weather

Jerusalem Don Mclean

The walls will keep you in the walls will keep you out The gates are calling those who know what it's about Jerusalem Jerusalem all roads lead to you Jerusalem Jerusalem your light is shinning

He's Got You Don McLean

I've got your picture that you gave to me And it's signed with love just like it used to be The only thing different the only thing new I've got your picture he's with you I've got the records that we

Superman's Ghost Don McLean

(Chorus) Verse 2 I know I can fly when my plane hits the sky I believe I've got nothing to lose.

The Legend Of Andrew McCrew Don McLean

There was a mummy at the fair, all crumpled in a folding chair. The people passed, but didn't care that the mummy was a man, so tell me if you can Chorus: Who are you? Who are you?

Going For The Gold Don McLean

love was something to be bought or sold But I finally found a treasure And it's right here in your eyes Now my golden dreams are of golden rings Precious love without a price [Chorus] I'm going for the

Vincent Don Mclean

Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze

Vincent (Starry, Starry Night) Don Mclean

Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze

Wonderful Baby Don Mclean

Wonderful baby livin' on love the sandman says maybe he'll take you above, up where the girls fly on ribbons and bows, where babies float by, just counting their toes.

Driedel Don Mclean

I feel like a spinning top or a Dreidel The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle You just slow down Round and around the world you go Spinning through the lives of the people you know We

Vincent Don Mclean

Stary stary night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch

Sitting On Top Of The World Don McLean

It was in the spring, one sunny day My sweetheart left me, Lord, she went away And now she's gone and I don't worry For I'm sitting on top of the world Mississippi river is deep and wide My sweetheart's

Vincent (국민은행 광고 음악) Don McLean

\"Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer\'s day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze

And I Love You So Don Mclean

And I love you so, The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them I don't know I guess they understand How lonely life has been But life began again The day you took

Dreidel Don Mclean

Written by Don McLean I feel like a spinnin' top or a dreidel -- The spinnin' don't stop when you leave the cradle, You just slow down.

Vincent Don Mclean

Starry starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hill sketch the trees and daffodils Catch the breeze

Vincent Don Mclean

Starry starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hill sketch the trees and daffodils Catch the breeze

Vincent (해석본) Don Mclean

Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze

Mother Nature Don McLean

But like the flowers in the spring-time, Growing toward the sunshine, Her beauty falls upon me in a fragrant spring time spell And I want her so ba-aa-aad Mother Nature has a HOLD on me I want

Empty Chairs Don Mclean

feel the trembling tingle of a sleepless night, Creep through my fingers and the moon is bright.