wonder how the old folks are at home I wonder if they'll miss me when I'm gone I wonder if they'll pray for the boy who went away And left his dear old
I wonder how the old folks are at home I wonder if they miss me while I roam I wonder if they pray for the boy who went away And left his dear old parents
Übersetzung: Beach Boys \u0026amp; Fat Boys. Old Folks At Home / ol Man River.
Übersetzung: Wagoner, Porter. Ich frage mich, wie The Old Folks At Home Are.
Übersetzung: The Statler Brothers. Ich frage mich, wie The Old Folks At Home Are.
Übersetzung: Unbekannt. Old Folks At Home.
Ol' man river That ol' man river He must say something (he don't know nothin') But he don't say nothing That ol' man river He just keeps rollin' along
'm down for yours, nuttin but love (repeat 4X) I love to go back, to the block I got my game from Cause uh, old man still drinkin, his breath still stinkin
I'm feeling good Either way I'm quaking shaking waking up the folk in my neighborhood Still hit the seen and whip, throw it up in my cup and sip Ever be where them white folk at
unwrapped their bed roll Tuba players now rehearse around the flagpole And the National Bank at a profit sells road maps for the soul To the old folks home
celebrated throughout the land He was wined and speeched and honored, everybody shook his hand But he was just a Pima Indian, no money crops, no chance And at home
: The Skulls met the Pythons Down at the First Street station Alliances have been made in alleyways All across the nation These boys live off the milk
Lil' Wayne) [Intro (Spoken) Lil Wayne] What it is, Folk. This right here is the 16 year old phenome, Chris Breezy. Me, myself, I'm the 23 yr. old CEO
, I can hear the engines roaring, we're on our way, And we are flying home, I feel the freedom in my soul, Flying home at last; Flying home, I've got
goin' home. White candle's burnin' My old heart's a-yearnin' For the folks at home when Christmas Time's A-Comin'. Snow flake's a-fallin' My old heart
Swanee The folks up North will see me no more When I go to the Swanee shore. Swanee, Swanee I am coming back to Swanee. Mammy, Mammy, I love the old folks at home
the car park Now he?ll live forever as a figure on a bar chart But that?s life so enough about him Same old shite with the tubes on a strike, And
you've written, you said it, that's it. What will you look to be? What about it, mister, when you've had your last beer. You laughed at family and laughed at