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140240\nplain: |-\n  You read about Samson, you read about his birth\n  He was the strongest man that ever lived on Earth\n  One day old Samson was walking alone\n  He looked down on the ground, and he saw an old jaw-bone\n  He lifted up that jaw-bone, and he swung it over his head\n  And when he got to moving, ten thousand was dead\n\n  If I had my way\n  If I had my way in this wicked world\n  If I had my way, I would tear this building down\n\n  Samson and the lion got in attack\n  Samson, he crawled up on the lion's back\n  You read about this lion, he killed a man with his paw (had my way, had my way)\n  Samson, he got his hands around the lion's jaw (had my way, had my way)\n  And he ripped that beast 'til the lion was dead (had my way, had my way)\n  And the bees made honey in the lion's head (had my way, had my way)\n\n  If I had my way\n  If I had my way in this wicked world\n  If I had my way, I would tear this building down\n\n  Delilah, she was a woman, she was fine and fair (yeah)\n  She had lovely looks, God knows, and cold black hair\n  Delilah, she climbed up on Samson's knee\n  And said, \"Tell me where your strength lies, if you please\"\n  She talked so fine, she talked so fair\n  Samson said, \"Delilah, cut off my hair\n  Shave my head clean as your hand, and my strength will be like a natural man\"\n\n  If I had my way\n  If I had my way in this wicked world\n  If I had my way, I would tear this building down\n\n  If I had my way\n  If I had my way, if I had my way in this wicked world\n  If I had my way, I would tear this building down, yeah\n"},{"id":10882073,"name":"Settle Down (Goin' Down That Highway)","trackName":"Settle Down (Goin' Down That Highway)","artistName":"Peter, Paul and Mary","albumName":"Pretty Mary","duration":105.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm goin' down that highway, goin' to another town.\nBaby when I find what I'm looking for, well then maybe I'll settle down.\n\nWhy don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town\nWhy don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.\nWhy don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town\nWhy don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.\n\nI worked my way from Boston to that San Francisco Bay\nBaby what I was looking for, I couldn't find along the way.\n\nWhy don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town\nWhy don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.\nWhy don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town\nWhy don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.\n\nNever been contented no matter where I roam\nIt ain't no fun to see a settin' sun when you're far away from home.\n\nWhy don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town\nWhy don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.\nWhy don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town\nWhy don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.\n\nI've worked in the mills of Pittsburgh, in the hills of Tennessee,\nBaby all I want is to find a job that will set my mind at ease.\n\nWhy don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town\nWhy don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.\nWhy don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town\nWhy don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.\n\nWhy don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town\nWhy don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.\nWhy don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town\nWhy don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Settle Down (Goin' Down That Highway)\n  artist: Peter, Paul and Mary\n  album: Pretty Mary\n  duration_ms: 105000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I'm goin' down that highway, goin' to another town.\n  Baby when I find what I'm looking for, well then maybe I'll settle down.\n\n  Why don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town\n  Why don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.\n  Why don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town\n  Why don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.\n\n  I worked my way from Boston to that San Francisco Bay\n  Baby what I was looking for, I couldn't find along the way.\n\n  Why don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town\n  Why don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.\n  Why don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town\n  Why don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.\n\n  Never been contented no matter where I roam\n  It ain't no fun to see a settin' sun when you're far away from home.\n\n  Why don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town\n  Why don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.\n  Why don't you help me brother, I'm a stranger in your town\n  Why don't you help me sister, and then maybe I'll settle down.\n\n  I've 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home)\nYet, shall we be merry (ay-oh, nobody home)\nAy-oh, nobody home (ay-oh, nobody home)\n\nSoal, a soal, a soal cake, please, good missus, a soul cake\nAn apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry, any good thing to make us all merry\nOne for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all\n\nGod bless the master of this house, and the mistress also\nAnd all the little children that round your table grow\nThe cattle in your stable, the dog by your front door\nAnd all that dwell within your gates, we wish you ten times more\n\nSoal, a soal, a soal cake, please, good missus, a soal cake\nAn apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry, any good thing to make us all merry\nOne for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all\n\nGo down into the cellar, and see what you can find (go down into the cellar, and see what you can find)\nIf the barrels are not empty (if the barrels are not empty)\nWe hope you will be kind (we hope you will be kind)\nWe hope you will be kind (we hope you will be kind)\nWith your apple and strawberry (with your apple and strawberrry)\nFor we'll come no more a 'soalin this time next year (we'll come no more 'til this time next year)\n\nSoal, a soal, a soal cake, please, good missus, a soul cake\nAn apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry, any good thing to make us all merry\nOne for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all\n\nThe streets are very dirty, my shoes are very thin\nI have a little pocket to put a penny in\nIf you haven't got a penny, a ha' penny will do\nIf you haven't got a ha' penny, then God bless you\n\nSoal, a soal, a soal cake, please, good missus, a soul cake\nAn apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry, any good thing to make us all merry\nOne for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all\n\nNow to the Lord sing praises, all you within this place\nAnd with true love and brotherhood, each other now embrace\nThis holy tide of Christmas of beauty and of grace\nOh, tidings of comfort and joy","syncedLyrics":"[00:33.59] Ay-oh, 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Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all\n[01:47.93] Go down into the cellar, and see what you can find (go down into the cellar, and see what you can find)\n[01:52.27] If the barrels are not empty (if the barrels are not empty)\n[01:54.25] We hope you will be kind (we hope you will be kind)\n[01:56.42] We hope you will be kind (we hope you will be kind)\n[01:58.32] With your apple and strawberry (with your apple and strawberrry)\n[02:00.38] For we'll come no more a 'soalin this time next year (we'll come no more 'til this time next year)\n[02:04.99] Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please, good missus, a soul cake\n[02:09.10] An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry, any good thing to make us all merry\n[02:13.23] One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all\n[02:21.47] The streets are very dirty, my shoes are very thin\n[02:26.76] I have a little pocket to put a penny in\n[02:29.89] If you haven't got a penny, a ha' penny will do\n[02:34.13] If you haven't got a ha' penny, then God bless you\n[02:39.58] Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please, good missus, a soul cake\n[02:43.98] An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry, any good thing to make us all merry\n[02:48.16] One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all\n[02:52.03] Now to the Lord sing praises, all you within this place\n[02:56.43] And with true love and brotherhood, each other now embrace\n[03:00.64] This holy tide of Christmas of beauty and of grace\n[03:04.77] Oh, tidings of comfort and joy\n[03:15.15] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: A 'Soalin'\n  artist: Peter, Paul and Mary\n  album: Pretty Mary\n  duration_ms: 196000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ay-oh, nobody home\n  start_ms: 33590\n  end_ms: 35430\n- text: Meat nor drink nor money have I none\n  start_ms: 35430\n  end_ms: 37660\n- text: Yet, shall we be merry\n  start_ms: 37660\n  end_ms: 39640\n- text: Ay-oh, nobody home\n  start_ms: 39640\n  end_ms: 41780\n- text: Meat nor drink nor money have I 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