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Shunned At A Funeral — Kendra Practicing Three Nails In The Tree
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- Размер4.65 MB
- Длительность02:01
- Битрейт320 kbps
- КаналStereo
- Частота44100 Hz
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Shunned At A Funeral — Kendra Practicing Three Nails In The Tree
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Hey everybody, let's go see what
Kendra's up to today
Hey girl, what are you up to
Well, unlike some people, I actually
Have to practice.
So, I'm practicing the solo for three
Nails in the tree
That's true.
I don't have to practice banjo.
Banjo practices me
You are such a dork.
Mind if we watch
You practice a little bit
I don't mind
Wow, girl, you're amazing
Shut up.
So, when are you going to practice
Maybe tomorrow or the day after that
More videos to come.
Like and subscribe
Love y'all
He knelt beside me, cracked a smile, and said, "Child, sit with me a while
Cuz the cradle was always coming the road to the hill where love bore.
Every lo the light was born with nails in mind.
To take the wrath that once was mine.
So hang your wreath, light your
Flame, but don't forget why
Jesus came
The manger seems not where it ends.
The cross is the focus of
Christmas friend
He told me how the wood once grew for shepherd staff and iron spike too.
And how the star that lit the night would
Watch him walk through morning's
Kendra's up to today
Hey girl, what are you up to
Well, unlike some people, I actually
Have to practice.
So, I'm practicing the solo for three
Nails in the tree
That's true.
I don't have to practice banjo.
Banjo practices me
You are such a dork.
Mind if we watch
You practice a little bit
I don't mind
Wow, girl, you're amazing
Shut up.
So, when are you going to practice
Maybe tomorrow or the day after that
More videos to come.
Like and subscribe
Love y'all
He knelt beside me, cracked a smile, and said, "Child, sit with me a while
Cuz the cradle was always coming the road to the hill where love bore.
Every lo the light was born with nails in mind.
To take the wrath that once was mine.
So hang your wreath, light your
Flame, but don't forget why
Jesus came
The manger seems not where it ends.
The cross is the focus of
Christmas friend
He told me how the wood once grew for shepherd staff and iron spike too.
And how the star that lit the night would
Watch him walk through morning's