ladies mission Keep them Yankee boys a wishin' Ol' Webster's definition is Zippity-doo-dah what we do to ya Love girls with Southern Hallelujah Southern Hallelujah
Keep them Yankee boys a wishin' Ol' Webster's definition is zippity-doo-dah what we do to ya The girls with Southern Hallelujah Southern Hallelujah Yeah
번역: 트레이시 아드 킨스. 남부 할렐루야.
mission Keep them Yankee boys a wishin' Ol' Webster's definition is zippity-doo-dah what we do to ya The girls with Southern Hallelujah Southern Hallelujah
GAMES PEOPLE PLAY Writer Joe South Oh the games people now every night and every day now Never meanin' what they say now never sayin' what they mean
South That makes twelve gates to the city, hallelujah And it's oh, what a beautiful Oh Oh Lord, what a beautiful city Twelve gates to the city, hallelujah
elected, selected I never lied to you, I've always been cool I wanna be elected I gotta get the vote, and I told you 'bout school I wanna be elected, elected, elected Hallelujah
the city, Hallelujah Oh, what a beautiful city Oh, what a beautiful city Oh, what a beautiful city Twelve gates to the city, Hallelujah Oh, twelve gates to the city, Hallelujah
the word got out From the north down to the south For no-one's left in doubt There's no fear about If we all hold hands and very quietly shout Hallelujah
plates fiddle tunes in 'Amazing Grace' Hallelujah, gonna raise the barn tonight, yeah Come on now let's gather 'round Gonna give it up and all throw down Hallelujah
ATL, home of the pimps and the money makers Club niggaz, Magic City and them Southern playas I never said I was a gangsta but I will do ya So Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Never thought of Hades Under the Mississippi But still I've come for to sing for him So southern furies Prepare to walk for my harp I have strung and
I scared my voice deep inside And my body gave a message to me: "Hevosenkuva!" ... So I took a real trip to southern Finand Walked (along) those dead Helsinki streets I praised: "Hallelujah
Six minutes, Dungeon Family you're on Fine lil' mama, my home gon' be a palace Laid out like a salad, keep a nigga from malice I'm movin' things to the South
sexy for her age? And flaunt her thick, ample, supple flesh?publicly? Are you an overweight, undereducated, inarticulate mother with missing teeth? A southern
pray for, a better day. A better day. Let's watch the rain fall, And wash away our innocence. In the clouds i hear the chorus sing. Hallelujah... Put the south
in the clouds i hear the chorus sing hallelujah. we are the herd, and he is our shepherd. we are the herd we're in this together. put the south in
ride at the Pearly Gates, go 'bout a quarter mile south There's an angel sittin' on a front porch swing In a cotton gown waitin' on you gettin' in Hallelujah
