Nỗi Nhớ Quê Hương

[Verse] From the mountains to the rolling plain, In the heart where freedom reigns, Under skies so wide and blue, Here"s a land that"s always true. [Chorus] Oh, Land of the Free Heart, Where dreams are never far apart, Together we stand, never to part, Forever loyal, right from the start. [Verse] Where the rivers flow so pure and clear, Every season holds us dear, Fields of gold that shimmer bright, In our land, everything feels right. [Chorus] Oh, Land of the Free Heart, Where dreams are never far apart, Together we stand, never to part, Forever loyal, right from the start. [Verse] In the towns where people smile, We"ll go the extra mile, Help our neighbors, lend a hand, We are proud of our blessed land. [Chorus] Oh, Land of the Free Heart, Where dreams are never far apart, Together we stand, never to part, Forever loyal, right from the start.

Verse 1 Teri galiyon se jo guzarta hoon,Har mod pe tera pata milta hai...Tere hone ka ehsaas ab bhi hai,Par tu kahin bhi nazar nahi aati... Tujhe chaaha tha dil se zyada,Par tujhko meri zaroorat nahi...Meri aankhon ka jo sapna tha,Woh adhura raha, woh adhura raha... Chorus (Emotional High Note) 💔 Tera naam lab pe rahe,Chahe duniya mujhe bhool jaaye...Meri mohabbat bas meri rahi,Tujh tak kabhi na yeh aa paaye... 💔 Verse 2 Main tere liye lad bhi sakta tha,Par majboori ka saaya bada tha...Mujhko chhodke tu aage badh gayi,Aur main phir bhi wahi khada tha... Meri khushiyon ka ek hi sabab tha,Par tu ne mujhe samjha nahi...Main door chala gaya khud se bhi,Ab meri parchai bhi saath nahi... Chorus (Final – High Energy & Full Emotion) 💔 Tera naam lab pe rahe,Chahe duniya mujhe bhool jaaye...Meri mohabbat bas meri rahi,Tujh tak kabhi na yeh aa paaye... 💔 Outro (Whispering Pain – Fade Out 🎶) Tu has rahi hai kisi aur ke saath,Main ro raha hoon khud se hi baat...Tujhse kehna tha dil ki kahani,Par chhupa gaya sab, majboori ke saath... 💔

Wakes up early with a tune in his head Picks up his guitar, lets the riff spread Switches to drums, lays down the groove Got a hundred ideas before his third bowel move. (needs a doctor) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From metal to blues, funk to the soul Hybrew won’t stop ‘til he’s sent ‘em in (click to receive) Hybrew’s got a million songs More jams than college kids smoke bongs Guitar’s on fire, drums keep the time Flooding your phone with another rhyme (look in the mirror and whine, saggy boobs is a crime) Family group chat’s blowin up again (never included) New demo sent to every friend Some say genius, most say insane you know You click that the thing replay it again and again (share and subscribe) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From country to jazz, doom to punk Hybrew won’t stop. there"s a jam called thunk"d (Soundcloud check it out) Hybrew’s got a million songs Hell,every day, he"s got another one. Guitar’s on fire, phone alert again at night Flooding your phone annoying alright. (nobody ever replies) He don’t need no label deal Ain’t going for fame, just recording what’s real (I thought I had talent) One man band with a dream so strong By the time you reply, he’s got three more songs (throw noodles on the wall see what sticks) One day gone, five tracks made Another riff and musical tracks laid. Hybrew’s still jammin’ with no end in sight Better check your inbox, he sent one last night. Mosquitos get raid and maybe I"ll get paid. Like old school mafia maybe I"ll get made.

Wakes up early with a tune in his head Picks up his guitar, lets the riff spread Switches to drums, lays down the groove Got a hundred ideas before his third bowel move. (needs a doctor) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From metal to blues, funk to the soul Hybrew won’t stop ‘til he’s sent ‘em in (click to receive) Hybrew’s got a million songs More jams than college kids smoke bongs Guitar’s on fire, drums keep the time Flooding your phone with another rhyme (look in the mirror and whine, saggy boobs is a crime) Family group chat’s blowin up again (never included) New demo sent to every friend Some say genius, most say insane you know You click that the thing replay it again and again (share and subscribe) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From country to jazz, doom to punk Hybrew won’t stop. there"s a jam called thunk"d (Soundcloud check it out) Hybrew’s got a million songs Hell,every day, he"s got another one. Guitar’s on fire, phone alert again at night Flooding your phone annoying alright. (nobody ever replies) He don’t need no label deal Ain’t going for fame, just recording what’s real (I thought I had talent) One man band with a dream so strong By the time you reply, he’s got three more songs (throw noodles on the wall see what sticks) One day gone, five tracks made Another riff and musical tracks laid. Hybrew’s still jammin’ with no end in sight Better check your inbox, he sent one last night. Mosquitos get raid and maybe I"ll get paid. Like old school mafia maybe I"ll get made.

[Verse] Whirling in shadows under the moon Spirit"s whisper a soulful tune Feet on fire heart in trance Lost in the dervish"s dance [Verse 2] Eyes closed tight truth inside Winds of wisdom my only guide Mystics chant a secret song In this moment I belong [Chorus] Take me higher spin me round In the silence truth is found Heartbeats merge with ancient might Dervish dances into night [Verse 3] Cloak of stars on shoulders draped Timeless circle in dreams escaped Sands of time beneath my toes Whirlwind where the spirit flows [Bridge] Questions melt like morning dew In this dance I am the few Hands to sky feet to ground Dervish whisper heaven-bound [Chorus] Take me higher spin me round In the silence truth is found Heartbeats merge with ancient might Dervish dances into night

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Rolling hills where the rivers run wide Coal dust settles on the county line Backroad winding, no rush, no race Just a slow kind of life, built on grit and grace We stand tall, we stand free In the heart of West Virginia, that’s all we need From the farms to the town, let the voices be heard We ride with the pride of The Thundering Herd Friday nights under stadium lights Marshall green shining, burning bright Echoes of legends, we never forget Through the struggle and pain, we ain"t done yet (Randy Moss, Byron Leftwich, and another white dude that played quarterback) From the hollers to the hills, we stay strong Singin’ country songs, workin’ all day long Through the highs and the lows, one thing’s for sure West Virginia’s heartbeat will always endure We stand tall, we stand free In the heart of West Virginia, that’s all we need From Walmart to town, let the voices be heard We ride with the pride of The Thundering Herd. (the color is green not amber"s turd) So raise that flag, let the mountains ring For Huntington’s spirit and the strength we bring Through the trials and the fight, we remain undeterred Forever we march with The Thundering Herd (O-H-I-O— Just kidding, W-V-U ain"t got nothing on me )

[Verse] Sigo mi camino en la arena Sin prisa ni pena en la marea Buscando respuestas en el viento Entre olas encuentro mi aliento [Bridge] Las estrellas brillan sin clemencia Cada una guarda su sentencia El reflejo de la luna en calma Llena de paz mi alma [Verse 2] La espuma del mar cuenta historias De risas y amores sin memorias Cada grano de arena es un sueño Un suspiro eterno y pequeño [Chorus] Viviendo la vida sin medida Cada día una nueva partida Las olas me llevan sin miedo En sus brazos encuentro mi credo [Verse 3] Con los pies en el agua salada La vida parece una balada Navegando en mares de placeres Olvido el dolor que no quieres [Chorus] Viviendo la vida sin medida Cada día una nueva partida Las olas me llevan sin miedo En sus brazos encuentro mi credo

[Verse] We met down by the Whisperin" Pines, A lazy river, where the water shines, Hand in hand, heart to heart, Two young souls, just a start. [Verse] The summer nights, warm and sweet, With the stars as our only sheet, Dancing slow in the moonlit glow, Whisperin" secrets, love would grow. [Chorus] In the heart of the Whisperin" Pines, Where your love became mine, Every kiss, every sigh, Echoes through the night, never dies. [Verse] Autumn leaves falling all around, Barefoot walks on that sacred ground, I held you close, feared the chill, But your love kept me warm still. [Verse] Even now, in the winter"s freeze, I feel your warmth in every breeze, Memories of us by that creek, In the Whisperin" Pines, love so deep. [Chorus] In the heart of the Whisperin" Pines, Where your love became mine, Every kiss, every sigh, Echoes through the night, never dies.

Ballad of Armpit, Ohio Middle of nowhere with nothing but cornfields everywhere. The only thing you see outside of towns. Tractors Combine, soybeans and hay, and horse drawn buggies. (horse power) Their horses drop loads of apples on the roads. (huge turds) The olivesburg general store serves quality ice cream to patriotic Americans. Right down the road on 96: Flip "em around and it"s 69. Cow dung on your boots and not saying it"s wrong. (you do you) But like Three Eleven: I stay strong all along. I learned from the amish, the farmers, the Mansfield and Ashland Ohio brew throughs. Yeah you can buy beer in a drive through. That"s right : you can buy beer in a drive through. buying beer in a drive through. Did you listen to the song and did ya hear? You can go to: A drive through to buy beer. (genius idea) Seems safe to me, but that"s the middle of Ohio, middle of nowhere, the armpit of America. (O-H-I-O, O-H-I-O) Smoke the flower and weed nuggles, there"s place in Ohio named Ruggles. Corn Rows. Combines and very limited afros. So many Amish and Mennonite Clowns. Cornhole game. Cornhole toss. West Virginia and Randy Moss. (greatest receiver of all time) Paint a picture like my man bob ross. Hang on Sloopy. Sloopy Hang on. (O-H-I-O, O-H-I-O) From sane to insanity, next up on Hannity. What about Gutfeld or Watters World, maybe some O"Rielly Factor. Rachel Maddow is an idiot with a dumb looking hairdo. That"s right, a dudes hairdo. (bull dyke only talks about the 3rd Reich) Uncle Google got nothing to do with Microsoft Bing but they do the same thing. Bill Gates, Hates America. Libs do too. Where"s Waldo or Where"s Snowden? Nevermind, We got off track so back to the amish. (horse apples) They make solid wood furniture and quality quilts. Mattress Mack (shout out Houston) Ashland, Olivesburg, Adario, and Savannah, (olde Keyes is out of business; had a pizza burger with the cheese and pepperoni inside the meat) Mansfield Corn Rows (ghetto AF) Drugs involved. Then the pig farms. (they be dang stanky) (O-H-I-O, O-H-I-O) (sloopy hang on) Welcome to the armpit of America. (beer drive through and horse apples, too) Must not be so bad if you"re still here. Take out the trash. (O-H-I-O, O-H-I-O)(O-H-I-O, O-H-I-O) (fades out)

Ballad of Armpit, Ohio Middle of nowhere with nothing but cornfields everywhere. The only thing you see outside of towns. Combine tractors, soybeans and hay, and horse drawn buggies. (horse power) Their horses drop loads of apples on the roads. (huge turds) The olivesburg general store serves quality ice cream and sandwiches. Right down the road on 96: Flip "em around and it"s 69. Cow dung on your boots and I might be wrong. But like Three Eleven: I stay strong all along. I learned from the amish, the farmers, the Mansfield and Ashland Ohio brew throughs. Yeah you can buy beer in a drive through. That"s right : you can buy beer in a drive through. buying beer in a drive through. Did you listen to the song and did ya hear? You can go to: A drive through to buy beer. (genius idea) Seems safe to me, but that"s the middle of Ohio, middle of nowhere, the armpit of America. (O-H-I-O, O-H-I-O) Smoke the flower and weed nuggles, there"s place in Ohio named Ruggles. Corn Rows. Combines and very limited afros. So many Amish and Mennonite Clowns. Cornhole game. Cornhole toss. West Virginia and Randy Moss. (greatest receiver of all time) Paint a picture like my man bob ross. Hang on Sloopy. Sloopy Hang on. (O-H-I-O, O-H-I-O) From sane to insanity, next up on Hannity. What about Gutfeld or Watters World, maybe some O"Rielly Factor. Rachel Maddow is an idiot with a dumb looking hairdo. That"s right, a dudes hairdo. (bull dyke only talks about the 3rd Reich) Uncle Google got nothing to do with Microsoft Bing but they do the same thing. Bill Gates, Hates America. Libs do too. Where"s Waldo or Where"s Snowden? Nevermind, We got off track so back to the amish. (horse apples) They make solid wood furniture and quality quilts. Mattress Mack (shout out Houston) Ashland, Olivesburg, Adario, and Savannah, (olde Keyes is out of business; had a pizza burger with the cheese and pepperoni inside the meat) Mansfield Corn Rows (ghetto) Farmlands. (stank) Ohio. (sloopy hang on) Welcome to the armpit of America. (beer drive through and horse apples, too)