(This is country music) So turn it on, turn it up, and sing along This is real, this is your life in a song This is country music Well you're not supposed to say the word "cancer", in a song. And tellin' folks Jesus is the answer, can rub 'em wrong. It

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(This is country music) So turn it on, turn it up, and sing along This is real, this is your life in a song This is country music Well you're not supposed to say the word "cancer", in a song. And tellin' folks Jesus is the answer, can rub 'em wrong. It

Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn up the music (just turn it up louder) Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Turn up the music (I need it in my life, yeah) If you're sexy and you know it, put yo hands up in the air Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (turn up the

This is my swan song. And if the Lord provides the music for the world around to sing, My love will build a castle in the air. Whatever I do now, I do it well. I fell in love with you I love you well. This is my last chance, A chance to show the world

How high the moon Somewhere there's music Somewhere there's heaven How faint the tune The darkest night would shine If you would come to me soon Until you will, how still my heart There is no moon above When love is far away too

So suicidal, first dem ever seen this Gangsta' for life, the realist Pass the Guinness Gully Gad, from Kingston We the best music So me say be careful a di road dem weh yuh walk

If the music make you move, cause you can really groove Then groove on, groove on If you feel like you wanna make love under the stars Love on, love on If there's something you wanna say, and talking is the Rap on, oh, rap on Cause whatever you do, oh,

(This is country music) So turn it on, turn it up, and sing along This is real, this is your life in a song This is country music Well you're not supposed to say the word "cancer", in a song. And tellin' folks Jesus is the answer, can rub 'em wrong. It

'Cause the music fills me good and it gets me every time Ba-ba-ba-da-ba Oh, it's just me, myself and I Solo ride until I die 'Cause I got me for life Oh I don't need a hand to hold Even when the night is cold I got that fire in my soul Ba-ba-ba-ba-da-ba