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from Alabama - Mountain Music (1982)
Long hair was not in style
The first time I heard Haggard on the radio But I could feel the changes comin' on The Beatles crossed the ocean An overnight explosion on the T.V. My brother had to go to Vietnam. Ford unveiled the Mustang Things looked good in Detroit for the people there And I could feel the changes comin' on From Atlanta, Doctor King told the world he had a dream People followed him And Daddy said my hair was getting long. I could feel the changes comin' on People started singin' different songs Searchin' for the place where they belong I could feel changes comin' on. Well, I'm still hooked on Haggard But the Beatles can't come back like we hoped they would In Memphis, Tennessee, The King is gone As I put my kids to bed Oh, I wonder what lies ahead for them to see 'Cause I can feel the changes comin' on. I can feel the changes comin' on People still are singin' different songs They're searchin' for the place where they belong I can feel changes comin' on. I can feel changes comin' on. I can feel changes comin' on. I can feel changes comin' on. I can feel changes comin' on People still are singin' different songs They're searchin' for the place where they belong. I can feel changes comin' on. I can feel changes comin' on. I can feel changes comin' on. I can feel changes comin' on. And on, and on, and on. I can feel changes comin' on. I can feel changes comin' on. I can feel changes comin' on. And on, and on, and on. I can feel, you can feel, we can feel changes comin' on. And on, and on, and, on. And on, and on, and on. I can feel changes comin' on. I can feel changes comin' on. And on, and on, and on. And on, and on, and on. I can feel changes comin' on. I can feel changes comin' on... |
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from Alabama - Mountain Music (1982)
Sometimes the morning coffee's way too strong.
and Sometimes what she says she says all wrong. Right or Wrong, she's there beside me, Like only a friend would be! And that's close enough to perfect for me. now, She's been known to wear her pants too tight. And drinkin' puts her out just like a light. Heaven knows she's not an angel, but she'd really like to be. And that's close enough to perfect for me. She kisses me each mornin' And smiles a sleepy smile! She don't have to say it. I can see it in her eyes! Don't you worry about my woman, And what you think she aught to be! She's close enough to perfect for me! Sometimes she gets down and starts to cry! But then again a lady has a right. She's everything I ever wanted! She's all I'll ever need! She's close enough to perfect for me! She kisses me each mornin', And smiles a sleepy smile! She don't have to say it. I can see it in her eyes! Don't you worry about my woman, And what you think she aught to be! She's close enough to perfect for me! Whooooa...She's close enough to perfect...for me! |
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from Alabama - Mountain Music (1982)
Gonna have a party, a rockin' little jamboree
Gonna have a party, come on along with me Gonna have a good time, everybody's feelin' right Gonna have a party a week from Saturday night. Well, Thought I'd call you early, make sure that you know There's gonna be a party and I'd love for you to go I just wanna give you'all time to get your story right There's gonna be a party and it might last all night. Gonna have a party, a rockin' little jamboree Gonna have a party, come on along with me Gonna have a good time, everybody feelin' right Gonna have a party a week from Saturday night. There's gonna be some music and you can sing along I bet before the night is through they'll play our favorite song When they play that slow dance and I'm holdin' you so tight That's when the party's startin', baby, and it might last all night. Gonna have a party, a rockin' little jamboree Gonna have a party, come on along with me Gonna have a good time, everybody feelin' right Gonna have a party a week from Saturday night. Gonna have a party, a rockin' little jamboree Gonna have a party, come on along with me Gonna have a good time, everybody feelin' right Gonna have a party a week from Saturday night. Gonna have a party, a rockin' little jamboree Gonna have a party, come on along with me Gonna have a good time, everybody feelin' right Gonna have a party a week from Saturday night... |
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from Alabama - Mountain Music (1982)
Take me back down where cool water flows, y'all.
Let me remember the things I've done: Walk on the log where the catfish bite; Walking along the river road at night; Barefoot girl, dancin' in the moonlight. I can hear the bullfrog calling me. Wond'rin' if my rope's still hangin' to the tree. Ole Brody Juniour took me over; Said, You're gonna find a well that's colder. If I'm a bad boss, give some ol' Green River. Well.. Take me back down where cool water flows, y'all. Let me remember the things I've done: Walk on the log where the catfish bite; Walking along the river road at night; Barefoot girl, dancin' in the moonlight. Well.. --- Instrumeental to fade --- |
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from Alabama - Mountain Music (1982)
You go out on the town feelin' alright
Leavin' me here alone you're stayin' all night You're good to me, do something sweet Tonight you're back out on the street Lovin' you, the way I do, is killin' me. You're good to me, do something sweet Tonight you're back out on the street Lovin' you, the way I do, is killin' me. I don't blame you for havin' fun As long as I'm your only one. So go on out, have a time, have a good time Don't forget, if he asks you're still mine Don't let our love fall apart 'Cause if you do you'll break my heart Lovin' you, the way I do, is killin' me. Lovin' you, the way I do, is killin' me. Lovin' you, the way I do, is killin' me. |
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from Alabama - Mountain Music (1982)
(Words and Music by Randy Owen)
Spoken: "You see that mountain over there? Yeah? Well, one of these days I'm gonna climb that mountain". Chorus: Oh, play me some mountain music, Like grandma and grandpa used to play. Then I'll float on down the river To a Cajun hideaway. Drift away like Tom Sawyer, ride a raft with ol' Huck Finn. Take a nap like Rip Van Winkle, daze dreamin' again. Chorus Oh, play me some mountain music, Like grandma and grandpa used to play. Then I'll float on down the river To a Cajun hideaway. Swim across the river, just to prove that I'm a man. Spend the day bein' lazy, just bein' nature's friend. Climb a long tall hick'ry. Bend it over, skinnin' cats. Playin' baseball with chert rocks, usin' sawmill slabs for bats. Bridge: Play some back-home, come-on music That comes from the heart. Play something with lots of feelin', 'Cause that's where music has to start. Oh, play me some mountain music, Like grandma and grandpa used to play. Then I'll float on down the river To a Cajun hideaway, hey hey. Oh play me mountain music. Oh play me mountain music. Oh play me mountain music. Oh play me mountain music. |
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from Alabama - Mountain Music (1982)
Words and Music by Teddy Gentry
Drift off and dream in your paper-doll world. Play with the presents from the boys and the girls. You big day is over. The cake is all gone. We sang you to sleep with the birthday song. Chorus: No. you'll never be one again. The two's are tumbling on in. Daddy's little girl is growing up in the world. You'll never be one again. The toy piano is quiet in the hall as Kermie the frog sits watching it all. And soon your legs will grow and make the tricycle go and take you away from us all. Chorus Goodnight, Baby. Goodnight, Daddy. |
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from Alabama - Mountain Music (1982)
Fly away with me tonight
Take me on a one-way flight in your lovin' arms And ev'rything's gonna be alright You're the one who took my hand When no one else could understand You're the one who moves me Like nobody else can. Take me down where I wanna be Turn around, this man who lives inside of me Take me down and love me all night long Hold me close and make me strong Take me down, take me down tonight. In your eyes I see a light It's your emotions glowin' bright So keep the fires burnin' And let it warm me through the night. You can be a part of me 'Cause you're what love was meant to be You and me, baby We'll set this flame inside free. Take me down where I wanna be Turn around, this man who lives inside of me Take me down and love me all night long Hold me close and make me strong Take me down, take me down tonight. You don't have to stay forever Let's just put our hearts together Share another night in ecstasy We know that it's feelin' better Ev'ry time we get together Maybe love was meant for you and me Whoa. Take me down where I wanna be Turn around, this man who lives inside of me Take me down and love me all night long Hold me close and make me strong Take me down, take me down tonight. Take me down tonight Ooh oh, take me down tonight Ooh oh, are you gonna take me, (take me) Shake me, (shake me) Take me down tonight. um hum Take me, take me... |
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from Alabama - Mountain Music (1982)
Just like a western movie
A challenge has been made A shot was fired in anger And pride stepped off the train Won't we ever stop this Killin', me and you, Till our hearts are up on Boot Hill And there's nothing we can do. Words at twenty paces, Anger at high noon This house ain't big enough For both of us it's comin' soon We'll finish off our happiness And run hope out of town With words at twenty paces, Lord, it's love we're gunnin' down. How did we ever lose The dreams we used to share The gentle touch, the words of love, The way we used to care Sometimes you words Cut like a bullet in my side Oh, which is more important, Wounded hearts or wounded pride. I've got my ammunition I know you've got yours too We know each other's weakness Lord, the damage we can do Why can't we just step aside And put our guns away Let love come like the cavalry Ride in and save the day. Words at twenty paces, Anger at high noon This house ain't big enough For both of us it's comin' soon We'll finish off our happiness And run hope out of town With words at twenty paces, Lord, it's love we're gunnin' down. Words at twenty paces, Anger at high noon This house ain't big enough for Both of us it's comin' soon We'll finish off our happiness And run hope out of town With words at twenty paces, Lord, it's love we're gunnin' down. Words at twenty paces... |
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from Alabama - Mountain Music (1982)
You know how to turn me on
In a special way all your own No one has been where you've gone in so long Oh baby, you turn me on Your world fits right into mine With perfection, time after time And my world's where you must belong 'Cause baby, you turn me on (Spoken) Aww baby, you turn me on It's aways so perfect with you every time Aww yeah, I love you (Sang) You know, how to turn me on In a special way all your own No one has been where you've gone in so long Oh baby, you turn me on Oh baby, you turn me on (Spoken) Baby you know ever way to turn me on, and on, and on So why don't you just turn me on 'Cause you know how to turn me on... |
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from Major League (메이저 리그 2) by James Newton Howard [ost] (1989)
This town ain't big, this town ain't small.
It's a little of both they say. Our ball club may be minor league but at least it's triple A. We sit below the Marlboro man, above the right field wall. We do the wave all by ourself. Hey ump, a blind man could've made that call. Chorus: We like our beer flat as can be. We like our dogs with mustard and relish. We got a great pitcher what's his name. Well we can't even spell it. We don't worry about the pennant much. We just like to see the boys hit it deep. There's nothing like the view from the cheap seats. The game was close, we'll call it a win. Go off to toast the boys again. That local band is back in town. They got a kinda minor league sound. They're not that bad, they're not that good. But all in all it's understood. We wanna dance, they wanna play. We wouldn't have it any other way. Chorus: We like our beer flat as can be. We like our dogs with mustard and relish. We got a great pitcher what's his name. Well we can't even spell it. We don't worry about the pennant much. We just like to see the boys hit it deep. There's nothing like the view from the cheap seats. Cheap seats Now the majors called up ol' what's his name. And one more buildin' rises tall. And suddenly we're all grown up. And this old town not quite so small. But I'll always miss the middle size town. In the middle of the middle-west. With no name pitchers and local bands, And mustard and relish and all the rest. Chorus: We like our beer flat as can be. We like our dogs with mustard and relish. We got a great pitcher what's his name. Well we can't even spell it. We don't worry about the pennant much. We just like to see the boys hit it deep. There's nothing like the view from the cheap seats. Cheap seats... |
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from My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys by James Horner [ost] (1991)
I saw you starin' at each other
I saw your eyes begin to glow And I could tell you once were lovers But you ain't hidin' nothin' that I don't know. There's an old flame burnin' in your eyes That tears can't drown and make-up can't disguise Now that old flame might not be stronger But it's been burnin' longer Than any spark I might have started in your eyes. You said it ended when he left you You say your love for me is strong But those old memories still upset you Well, I might be a memory before too long. 'Cause there's an old flame burnin' in your eyes That tears can't drown and make-up can't disguise Now that old flame might not be stronger But it's been burnin' longer Than any spark I might have started in your eyes. There's an old flame burnin' in your eyes That tears can't drown and make-up can't disguise Now that old flame might not be stronger But it's been burnin' longer... |
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from Nascar Hotter Than Asphalt (1996)
Well this ain't
No Sunday drive Got the tach Redlined Throttle opened wide (Gentlemen start your engines) Got all new Diagnostic-tuned Polished, shined Lookin' like new This car will blow Your mind And your door Right off Rotated tires Balanced, aligned Highest octane Money can buy She looks like She's flyin' when She's sittin' at a stop Your grocery-getting' Garbage Is nothing Next to mine This ain't Your Sunday drive Got the tach Redlined Throttle opened wide Gonna kill a lot of bugs, Pass a lot of poles Burn a little rubber Down a blacktop road Better be able To bury that needle your pinkslip's on the line This ain't no Sunday drive Ole mark, set, Ready,fly Be waitin' At the finish Hand your keys tol my baby And don't ask For a ride This ain't no Sunday drive (Naw it ain't, son!) Chorus This ain't Your Sunday drive Got the tach Redlined Throttle opened wide Gonna kill a lot of bugs, Pass a lot of poles Burn a little rubber Down a blacktop road Better be able To bury that needle your pinkslip's on the line This ain't no Sunday drive This ain't no Sunday drive (Overdrive) (Overdrive) (Overdrive) This ain't no Sunday drive |
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from Alabama - Christmas (2005)
(Susan Longacre/Walt Aldridge/Gary Baker)
There's a road that I remember leading to a special place Where the door was always open to a smiling face There's a picture on the mantle of a boy that looks like me It's always the same, there's a stocking with my name And a candle in the window, a flame against the night There's a candle in the window, it's like God's perfect light It don't take a lot of money to know what riches are Just a candle in the window oh its Christmas in your heart, in your heart Maybe it's just wishful thinking I can hear the sleigh bells ring Almost taste the pie she's baking, it's Christmas Eve There's a candle in the window, There's a flame against the night There's candle in the window, it's like God's perfect light It don't take lots of money to know what riches are Just a candle in the window and Christmas in your heart Wherever the years may take me no matter how far I go There's going to be a candle burning, It's always nice to know It don't take a lot of money to know what riches are A simple candle in the window and Christmas in your heart your heart your heart A candle in the window A candle in the window... |
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from Alabama - Christmas (2005)
(Randy Owen/Teddy Gentry/Jeff Cook/Mark Herndon)
By now in New York City. There's snow on the ground. And out in California. The sunshines' falling down. And maybe down in Memphis, Graceland's all in lights. And in Atlanta, Georgia, there's peace on earth tonight. Christmas in Dixie, it's snowing in the pines. Merry Christmas from Dixie to everyone tonight. Its windy in Chicago. The kids are out of school. There's magic in Motown. The city's on the move. In Jackson, Mississippi to Charlotte, Caroline. And all across the Nation, it's a peaceful Christmas time. Christmas in Dixie, it's snowing in the pines. Merry Christmas from Dixie, to everyone tonight. And from Fort Payne, Alabama. (spoken) God bless you all, We love ya, Happy New Year, Good night, Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas tonight... |
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from Alabama - Christmas (2005)
(Randy Albright/John Grenebaum/Becky Hobbs)
Album: Alabama Christmas There's a blanket of snow Coverin' up the old road To the house where I was raised Through the window I see The lights on the tree And a glow from the old fireplace Though it all looks the same So much as changed From the way it used to be Christmas memories of happy years gone by They come back to me and keep me warm inside Still those Christmas memories make me cry Now the stockings are filled; The house is still and the kids are dreamin' away There's that old easy chair, Me and Daddy sat there waitin' for Santa's sleigh Now Daddy has gone but we'll carry on 'Cause the little ones will need Christmas memories of happy years gone by They come back to me and keep me warm inside Good ole Christmas Memories Oh, they mean so much to me Oh, Those Christmas memories, make me cry... |
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from Alabama - Christmas (2005)
(Ronnie Rogers/Swain Schaefer)
Album: Alabama Christmas Smilin' faces on city streets, Crowded shoppers, busy feet And every smile just seems to say, We're having some Happy Holidays Twinklin' lights on Christmas trees, Kids up on Santa's knew Busy lines on telephones, Sending a Merry Christmas home Bells ringing everywhere, Season spirit in the air Up and down the avenue, Holiday dreams comin' true A choir singing songs of cheer, Carols we all love to hear Rudolph with his glowin' nose, Lovers under mistletoe Postman bringin' Christmas cards, Reindeer out in the yard Frosty with his eyes of coal, Presents wrapped in pretty bows Sidewalks full of happy eyes, Flakes fallin' from the sky Boys and girls at the big parade To see St. Nick up on his sleigh The scene is set, it's beautiful, Sounds of Peace, Joy and Love From all of us we'd like to say, Have yourself some Happy Holidays... |
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from Alabama - Christmas (2005)
(Ronnie Rogers)
A glowin' fire and fallin' snow, They spark a memory Stockings hangin', mistletoe, Presents beneath a tree. A happy boy wakin' up to toys, And lookin' so surprised. And wondering how Santa knew Just when I closed my eyes. It's a Homecoming Christmas, Goin' back where it all began Homecoming Christmas, I wanna be there once again. Memories so sweet and strong And I've been gone too long It's Christmas time and I'm goin' home. I can see the Christmas tree And feel the warm fireplace Handmade decorations, Homemade pies and cakes Family together now With so much love to share A special time and I can't wait, Can't wait to be back there. It's a Homecoming Christmas, Goin' back to where it all began Homecoming Christmas, I wanna be there once again Memories so sweet and strong And I've been gone too long It's Christmas time and I'm goin' home. It's a Homecoming Christmas, Goin' back to where it all began Homecoming Christmas, I wanna be there once again Memories so sweet and strong And I've been gone too long It's Christmas time and I'm goin' home. It's Christmas time and I'm goin' home. Going Home... Going Home... |
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from Alabama - Christmas (2005)
(Don Cook/Keith Whitley)
Out here is the country there's magic in the air. It's the middle of December there's excitement eveywhere Everyone's invited, the celebration's planned The gift is just what's in your heart And not what's in your hand Who's the one we need to thanks Who's the party for Who's the one responsible for all this peace and joy Who deserves the credit for the blessings we enjoy Preacher said last Sunday it was Joesph and Mary's boy There were times we didn't think We'd make it through the year The bankers tried to take our farms But somehow we're still here I don't know how our crops survived The drought and then the rain It must have been a miracle How else could you explain And who's the one we need to thanks And who's the party for And who's the one responsible for all this peace and joy And who deserves the credit for the blessings we enjoy Preacher said last Sunday it was Joesph and Mary's boy The Christ Child born in Bethlehem Joesph and Mary's boy Everyone's invited, the celebration's planned The gift is just what's in your heart And not what's in your hand... |
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from Alabama - Christmas (2005)
Written by john jarrad, teddy gentry, randy owen, greg fowler, linda gentry
You always come around this time of year with your big ole bag that's full of christmas cheer And when it starts to snow the little boys and girls all know soon they'll hear the sound of your reindeer Now sometimes grownups grow up to believe that you don't really come on Christmas eve But I don't think that's true 'cause I know I see you in sparking little eyes Around the tree Oh santa claus, I still believe in you And there's still a kid inside of me that still believes you're true Oh santa claus, the kids are tucked in tight And it's time to play ole santa clause tonight Well I don't see how anybody could ever doubt that there's really a santa Clause. Not if they've ever seen a little girl with her arms wrapped around her baby Doll, so tight both of 'em waking up mama and daddy way before daylight And grandma and grandpa are looking young and full of life, just knowin' that Their grandkids are gonna be alright And mama and daddy, they'll be waitin' up to answer ole santa's call. "cause tonight they ain't worried about the bills- lord they're just lovin' It all Oh santa claus, I still believe in you And there's still a kid inside of me that still believes you're true Oh santa claus, the kids are tucked in tight And I'll be waiting up for you tonight Ho-ho-ho |
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from Alabama - Christmas (2005)
(Gary Chapman/Amy Grant)
Come on weather man give us a forecast snowy white Can't you hear the prayers of every child like heart tonight Rockies are callin', Denver snow fallin' Somebody said it's four feet deep, but it doesn't matter Give me the laughter, I'm gonna choose to keep Another tender Tennessee Christmas, The only Chirstmas for me Where the love circles around us Like the gifts around our tree Well I know there's more snow up in Colorado Than my roof will ever see But a tender Tennessee Christmas Is the only Christmas for me Every now and then I get a wanderin' urge to see Maybe California, maybe Tinsel Town's for me There's a parade there, we'd have it made there Bring home a tan for New Year's Eve Sure sounds exciting, awfully inviting, Still I think I'm gonna keep Another tender Tennessee Christmas, It's the only Christmas for me Where the love circles around us Like the gifts around our tree Well they say in L.A. it's a warm holiday, It's the only place to be A tender Tennessee Christmas, It's the only Christmas to me It's the only Christmas to me Come on let us have An every now and then A tender Tennessee Christmas Tender Tennessee Christmas |
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from Alabama - Christmas (2005)
The city's full of manger scenes
And stores lit up in red and green. But down the road just out of town There's more magic to be found. The countryside is all a-glow With holly trees and mistletoe. And in them woods there lives a bear Known to all as Thistlehair. Chorus: Oh, Thistlehair the Christmas bear Spreadin' the good news everywhere. About Christmas time and what it means To all the children of the world. Every little boy and girl Out there, love Thistlehair He comes around this time of year Spreading lots of Christmas cheer. The kids all love this shiny coat And the smell of honey on his nose. He tells them all about that star And everything that it stands for. The birthday we all celebrate Is still our favorite holiday Chorus: Oh, Thistlehair the Christmas bear Spreadin' the good news everywhere. About Christmas time and what it means To all the children of the world. Every little boy and girl Out there, love Thistlehair Wherever you find old Thistlebear There'll be music in the air. He dances 'round the Christmas tree Every single New Year's eve. Then he and all his furry friends Gather 'Round the fire again Singin' 'Bout those Angels' wings Gifts of love that Christmas brings. Chorus: Oh, Thistlehair the Christmas bear Spreadin' the good news everywhere. About Christmas time and what it means To all the children of the world. Every little boy and girl Out there, love Thistlehair Thistlehair the Christmas bear Spreadin' the good news everywhere. About Christmas time and what it means To all the children of the world. Thistlehair the Christmas bear Spreadin' the good news everywhere. About Christmas time and what it means To all the children of the world. Thistlehair the Christmas bear Spreadin' the good news everywhere... |
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from Alabama - Christmas (2005)
(Keith Worsham/Stan Munsey, Jr./
Don Matthews/Steve Baccus) The factories are all shut down The shopping malls are all closed The busy streets are all empty Except for the falling snow And in the small towns, in the cities Families gather as one 'Cause the night of love and sharing They've looked forward to has come 'Cause tonight is Christmas, tonight is love Tonight we celebrate God's one and only Son Tonight there's hope for peace on earth eternally Tonight is Christmas and the world's in harmony But across the seas two armies Stare down at each other's guns Each believing in their cause enough To die or kill the other one But tonight there'll be no shooting, Not a drop of blood will spill They will cease their fire this silent night In the name of peace and goodwill 'Cause tonight is Christmas, tonight is love Tonight we celebrate God's one and only Son Tonight there's hope for peace on earth eternally Tonight is Christmas and the world's in harmony |
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from Alabama - Songs Of Insperation (2006)
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me. I once was lost but now am found, Was blind, but now I see. T'was Grace that taught my heart to fear. And Grace, my fears relieved. How precious did that Grace appear The hour I first believed. Through many dangers, toils and snares I have already come; 'Tis Grace that brought me safe thus far and Grace will lead me home. The Lord has promised good to me. His word my hope secures. He will my shield and portion be, As long as life endures. Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease, I shall possess within the veil, A life of joy and peace. When we've been here ten thousand years Bright shining as the sun. We've no less days to sing God's praise Than when we've first begun. |
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from Alabama - Songs Of Insperation (2006)
Why should I feel discouraged?
And why should the shadows come? And why should my heart be lonely And long for heaven and home? When Jesus is my portion My constant friend is He His eye is on the sparrow And I know He watches me And I sing because I'm happy I sing because I am free His eye is on the sparrow And I know He watches me Let not your heart be troubled His tender word I hear And resting on His goodness I lose my doubts and fears Though by the path He leads us But one step I may see His eye is on the sparrows And I know He watches me And I sing because I'm happy And I sing because I'm free His eye is on the sparrow And I know He watches me His eye is on the sparrow And I know He watches me |
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from Alabama - Songs Of Insperation (2006)
Oh Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder
Consider all the works Thy hands have made I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder Thy power throughout the universe displayed Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee How great Thou art, how great Thou art Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee How great Thou art, how great Thou art When Christ shall come with shouts of Acclamation To take me home, what joy shall fill my heart Then I shall bow in humble adoration And there proclaim, ?My God, how great Thou art? Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee How great Thou art, how great Thou art Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee How great Thou art, how great Thou art How great Thou art, how great Thou art |
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from Alabama - Songs Of Insperation (2006)
They drove me up the hill, Thomas
I am the man They made me carry the cross, Thomas I am the man I am the man, Thomas I am the man Look at these nail scars Here in my hand They crowned my head with thorns, Thomas I am the man They nailed me to the cross, Thomas I am the man I am the man, Thomas I am the man Look at these nail scars Here in my hand They pierced me in the side, Thomas I am the man I died on the cross, Thomas I am the man I am the man, Thomas I am the man Look at these nails scars Here in my hand They buried me in the tomb, Thomas I am the man In three days I rose, Thomas I am the man I am the man, Thomas I am the man Look at these nails scars Here in my hand |
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from Alabama - Songs Of Insperation (2006)
I need Thee, oh, I need Thee
Every hour I need Thee Oh, bless me now, my Savior I come to Thee I need Thee every hour Most gracious Lord No tender voice like Thine Can peace afford I need Thee, oh, I need Thee Every hour I need Thee Oh, bless me now, my Savior I come to Thee I need Thee, oh, I need Thee Every hour I need Thee Oh, bless me now, my Savior I come to Thee |
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from Alabama - Songs Of Insperation (2006)
In the sweet by and by
We shall meet on that beautiful shore In the sweet by and by Oh, we shall meet on that beautiful shore There's a land that is fairer than day And by faith we can see it a-far For the Father waits over the way To prepare us a dwelling place there In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore We shall sing on that beautiful shore The melodious songs of the blessed And their spirits shall sorrow no more Not a sigh for the blessings of rest To our bountiful Father above We will offer our tribute of praise For the glorious gift of His love And the blessings that hallow our days In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore |
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from Alabama - Songs Of Insperation (2006)
Yes, Jesus loves me
Yes, Jesus loves me Yes, Jesus loves me The Bible tells me so Jesus loves me this I know For the Bible tells me so Little ones to Him belong They are weak but He is strong Yes, Jesus loves me Yes, Jesus loves me Yes, Jesus loves me The Bible tells me so Jesus loves me still today Walking with me on my way Wanting as a friend to give Light and love to all who live Yes, Jesus loves me Yes, Jesus loves me Yes, Jesus loves me The Bible tells me so Yes, Jesus loves me (Yes, Jesus loves me) Yes, Jesus loves me (Yes, Jesus loves me) Yes, Jesus loves me (Yes, Jesus loves me) Yes, Jesus loves me Yes, Jesus loves me |
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from Alabama - Songs Of Insperation (2006)
Well, my buddies ask me
If I would write them a song? That says how we're different But how good we all get along For Bob, he is a Baptist And his wife, she's Cherokee And Larry, he's a Lutheran And his grand daddy is Greek Well, Paul, he's Pentecostal And his pastor prays for the sick And Russ' daddy is a Rabbi But we go hunting, go fish For Carl, he is a Catholic boy And his daddy fought in the Moor And Jose's mom, from Lebanon And he knows, he believes in the Lord He believes in one big God And one big Heaven Oh, that's when we all want To be going Well Daddy, played his guitar In churches all over the south And Mama played piano And sometimes she'd sing and shout Well, sisters, sing all together And brought the harmony out They'd sing about one big God And one big Heaven Oh, that's when we all want To be going Well, me, I'm a believer And I do believe That all God's children As far as I can see Just need one big God And one big Heaven 'Cause that's when we all want To be going And one big God And one big Heaven Just save a little space For me |
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from Alabama - Songs Of Insperation (2006)
Come on Lord, give us rain
Come on Lord, make it rain Come on Lord, send down some rain Rain, rain, rain for our souls Well, my path, it's been so dusty I can't find my way back home And in my heart, it's been so heavy Sometimes it's hard to just hold on So come on Lord, and give us rain Come on Lord, make it rain Come on Lord, send down some rain Rain, rain, rain for our souls Waters wave down in the river We've been dry for so long And I'm mouse on getting fit now And we're prayin' with that song So come on Lord, give us rain Come on Lord, make it rain So come on Lord, send down some rain Rain, rain, rain for our souls Rain, rain, rain for our souls Rain, rain, rain for our souls Come on Lord, make it rain Come on Lord, give us rain Come on Lord, send down some rain Rain, rain, rain for our souls Come on Lord, give us rain Come on Lord, make it rain Come on Lord, send down some rain Rain, rain, rain for our souls Come on Lord, give us rain Come on Lord, make it rain Come on Lord, send down some rain Rain, rain, rain for our souls Rain, rain, rain for our souls |
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from Alabama - Songs Of Insperation (2006)
Rock of ages, cleft for me
Let me hide myself in Thee Let the water and the blood From Thy wounded side which flowed Be of sin the double cure Save from wrath and make me pure Let the water and the blood From Thy wounded side which flowed Be of sin the double cure Save from wrath and make me pure While I draw this fleeting breath When my eyes shall close in death When I saw two worlds unknown And see beyond Thy golden throne Rock of ages, cleft for me Let me hide myself in Thee Let me hide myself in Thee |
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from Alabama - Songs Of Insperation (2006)
Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright Round yon Virgin Mother and Child Holy Infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace Sleep in heavenly peace Silent night, holy night Shepherds quake at the sight Glories stream from Heaven afar Heavenly hosts sing, 'Alleluia' Christ, the Saviour is born Christ, the Saviour is born Silent night, holy night Son of God, love's pure light Radiant beams from Thy holy face With the dawn of redeeming grace Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth |
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from Alabama - Songs Of Insperation (2006)
After I leave for worlds unknown
Over the borderline Never again on earth to roam What Will I Leave Behind. Leave behind, Oh leave behind What Will I Leave Behind After I leave for worlds unknown What Will I Leave Behind. Will I be missed by those I love Or have I been unkind And have I been true to God above What Will I Leave Behind. |
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