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  1. 3 de oct. de 2005 · Sprout and The Bean by Joanna Newsom, released 03 October 2005 1. Sprout and The Bean 2. What We Have Known For the fans - some Newsom old - Joanna brings you the single, a new one, and a video.

  2. Sprout And The Bean Joanna Newsom. Letra Traducción . I slept all day I woke with distaste And I railed And I raved. That the difference between The sprout and the bean It is a golden ring It is a twisted string. And you can ask the counsellor And you can ask the king And they'll say the same thing And it's a funny thing.

  3. Dreaming seamless dreams of lead. When you go away. I am big-boned and fey. In the dust of the day. And in the dirt of the day. And the danger, danger, drawing near them was a white coat. And the danger, danger, drawing near them was a broad boat. And the water, water, running clear beneath a white throat. And the hollow chatter of the talking ...

  4. 1 de mar. de 2013 · Song: Sprout and the BeanArtist: Joanna NewsomAlbum: The Milk-Eyed MenderReleased: 2004Genre: Psych Folk/ FolkLyrics: I slept all dayawoke with distasteand I...

  5. 27 de abr. de 2014 · Sprout And The Bean Chords. Author GreenWaka [pro] 21. Last edit on Apr 27, 2014. There is no strumming pattern for this song yet. Create and get +5 IQ. (Intro) [ B - G#m - B - G#m] (Verse 1) B I slept all day G#m awoke with distaste B and I railed, G#m and I raved (Verse 2) E That the difference between C# the sprout and the bean E is a golden ...

  6. Joanna Newsom - Sprout And The Bean (tradução) (Letra e música para ouvir) - I slept all day / I woke with distaste / And I railed / And I raved / That the difference between / The sprout and the bean / It is a golden ring / It is a

  7. 30 de abr. de 2014 · F When you go away, D7 I am big-boned and fey F in the dust of the day, D in the dirt of the day. F and Danger! Danger! Drawing near them was a white coat, D7 and Danger! Danger! drawing near them was a broad boat, F And the water! water! running clear beneath a white throat, D and the hollow chatter of the talking of the Tadpoles, F who know ...