Folklore Songtext
von Ambré
Folklore Songtext
Heard it through the grapevine
That you curse my kind
Passed all the way down to me, yeah
Look here, down in New Orleans
We pray to the higher God
On that morning, on that morning
That you curse my kind
Passed all the way down to me, yeah
Look here, down in New Orleans
We pray to the higher God
On that morning, on that morning
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