Adult folk songs

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Hey, I said a lot, oh oh oh

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1. Hey, but I've said a lot of things, oh, oh, ; The dawn has fallen into mourning over me, ; The sky has already become cloudy over me, ; My old lover has also left me. ; ; 2. A small apple fell into the mud, ; Whoever picks it up, it won't be left in vain, ; I'll pick it up, wa... Read More Arrow
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The sugar factory chimney no longer smokes.

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The sugar factory's chimney no longer smokes, ; A pair of pigeons has landed on its roof, ; Pair of pigeons, don't fly away, don't fly away, ; Because my heart hurts a lot for a young man. Read More Arrow
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My mother's rose tree

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1. My mother's rose tree, ; I was its most beautiful branch. ; I bent the furthest. ; In the center of Prague. ; ; 2. My mother, why did you give birth to me, ; If you had raised me to be a soldier, ; You would have given birth to a stone, ; My mother, rather than me. Read More Arrow
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I'm just coming from Gyula.

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1. I am now coming from Gyula, ; From the city of Gyula. ; They will recognize me. ; From the gait of my horse. ; ; 2. The horseshoe is on my horse, ; Underneath the banknote, ; My treasure, the tap lady, ; There is the tip. Read More Arrow
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God bless you Silica cook

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1. God be with you, Silice chief, ; You can be a fool for me, ; You can be a fool for me, ; I will never trample you again. ; ; 2. My mother, my mother, my mother, ; My sweet nurse, ; You would rather have given birth to a stone, ; My mother, than to me. ; ; 3. The ship capsizes ... Read More Arrow
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My mother's rose tree

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1. My mother's rose tree, ; I was the rose on it, ; But a mischievous one cut it down, ; He withered it by his hat. ; ; 2. My mother's milk was sweet, ; Other people's bread is bitter, ; Whoever doesn't believe it, try it, ; He will find out everything about himself. Read More Arrow
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Red rose if I break it off

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1. Red rose, if I were to cut it off, ; What would you say, my rose, if you were to leave me. ; What would I say, may the Creator strike me. ; You were never a true-hearted lover. ; ; 2. I live alone in the wilderness, ; Only the blackbird whistles for me, ; That is my priest and... Read More Arrow
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The coachman usually goes to bed late.

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1. The coachman goes to bed late, ; He also wakes up early in the morning, ; His whip is wound around his handle, ; He chased his little bay horse through water and mud. ; ; 2. My mother cursed me, ; That I would have neither a country nor a homeland. ; A rosebush should be my lo... Read More Arrow
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All the way through the village of Csucsom

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1. All the way, all the way, All the way through the village of Chucsom, ; Roses grow along the hedge, ; Two or three grow on every branch, ; Oh, my God, who will be my partner. ; ; 2. If it really has to be so, ; That I have to leave Chucsom, ; I can leave it so easily, ; I have... Read More Arrow
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I just started loving a brunette girl

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I just started loving a brunette girl, ; Alas, I had to suffer a lot for her, ; If I suffered, I don't regret it at all, ; I only regret the kiss I gave her. Read More Arrow