Domingo Corrales

Domingo Corrales,. montado a caballo,. cuidaba sus propiedades.. . Era hombre ranchero,. de mucho dinero,. de aquellos hombres cabales.. . Tena cinco establos,.

Dices Tienes Nuevo Amor

Dices tienes nuevo amor. y que es mucho mejor. que yo no valgo la pena. . Pero tienes que entender. que no debes de llorar. que no debes de llorar. cuando te llegue mi ausencia.

Dulaman

(chorus after each verse:). Dlamn na Binne Bu, Dlamn Gaelach. Dlamn na Binne Bu, Dlamn Gaelach. (verses:). A'non mhn , sin anall na fir shir,. A mhthair mhn ! cuir mo roithlen go dt m..

Dtigeas A Damhsa

dTigeas a damhsa dom, dtigeas a damhsa dom?. dTigeas a damhsa damhsa damhsa, dtigeas a damhsa dom?. . Goirm i gconai gconai, goirm i gconai dom. Goirm i gconai gconai gconai, maidin De Luain a b'fhearr..

Drifting

Dream In The Night, A

Came into a dream in the night. When all the world was sleeping so tight. A treasure in store, perilous moments. Knowing their love was so true. A help from their friends, brave and so daring.

Down By The Sally Gardens

Dobhar

Dheanainn Sugradh

Dheanainn s'gradh ris an nigh'n dubh. 'n deidh dhomb irigh as a 'mhadainn. Dheanainn s'gradh ris an nigh'n dubh. . Dheanainn s'gradh ris a' ghruagaich.

Darkmere

Ding Dong! Merrily On High

Ding dong dong. Ding dong dong.... . Ding dong merrily on high,. In heav'n the bells are ringing:. Ding dong! verily the sky. Is riv'n with angel singing..

Danny Boy

Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountain side. The summer's gone and all the flowers falling. 'T's you, 't's you, must go and I must bide.

Dancing With Mr. Daddy

Doesnt dress like Generation Y. Doesnt rap like Generation Z. With his air of experience. Young girls call him...Mr. Daddy. . Pierce him with your love, baby.

Dry Land

Feed me make yourself proud. Fill my mouth up until I drown. . You pull me onto dry land. And choke me out with the same two hands. . We die and never come back.

Dead Ends

Shivering. I am looking in at. People that I call my friends. . Just a sillhouette. With a cigarette. And no idea who I am. . There were songs in these eyes.

Defriended Song

I knew something was wrong. That morning when I logged on to Facebook. Something about my profile seemed asked. I did my status updated, checked them newsfeed items.

Different Kind Of Love

riving in a trance through your lost and lonely town. Something in the air that could blow your whole house down. Something like a tragedy. Something that you think you need.

Dogs On Television

Disregard

Dreams Of Wounded Knee