We Three Kings Of Orient Are
Bearing Gifts We Travel Afar
Field And Fountain
Moor And Mountain
Following Yonder Star
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Star Of Wonder
Star Of Night
Star Of Royal Beauty Bright
Westward Leading
Still Proceeding
Guide Us To Our Perfect Light
We Three Kings Of Orient Are
Trying To Smoke A Rubber Cigar
It Was Loases, It Exploded
We Didn't Get Very Far
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