Oh, Lord Oh, Lord Sorry ladies, to make you wait There's a couple of Buddhists at the Pearly Gate Asked my permission to come on board (What'd you do
The Lord is in His holy temple Let all the earth keep silence before Him Keep silence, keep silence Keep silence before Him Keep silence before Him
Fairest Lord Jesus, ruler of all nature Oh, Thou of God and man the Son Thee will I cherish, Thee will I honor Thou my soul's glory, joy and crown Fair
I know an old lady who swallowed a fly I don't know why she swallowed the fly Perhaps she'll die I know an old lady who swallowed a spider That wriggled
Stumbled my way on the darkest afternoon I got a beer in my hand and I'm draggin' a stoogie too The back of my brain is tickin' like a clock Well, I simmer
If all I've done at last should come to nothing And all I love like sand be washed away Still I will sing of Your unfailing glory On bended knee, I'll
difficult I got a new life baby, it takes some getting used to but No sign of any rain My skies are clear today I keep bracing for that hit But there's not sign
Fairest Lord Jesus ruler of all nature O Thou of God and man the son Thee will I cherish, Thee will I honor Thou, my soul's glory, joy and crown Fair
Sing your praise to the Lord Come on everybody Stand up and sing one more hallelujah Give your praise to the Lord I can never tell you Just how much good
I need You Lord, in all I do You're always there to see me through I can't get by unless I lean on You, Lord The Lord has a will and I have a need To
The lady with the big umbrella Her name is Roseabella You'll always see her with a fella And her pink and yella umbrella She isn't much for fancy dancing
Big City Life, me try forget by Pressure nah ease up no matter how hard me try Big City Life, here my heart have no base And right now Babylon deep on
Great is the Lord, He is holy and just By His power we trust in His love Great is the Lord, He is faithful and true By His mercy He proves, He is love
Thee I love, more than the meadow so green and still More than the mulberries on the hill More than the buds of a May apple tree, I love thee Arms have
You're An Old Lady Track #4 3:10 Sonny Boy Williamson I (John Lee Williamson) (John Lee Williamson) Chicago, October 19, 1945 with Big Maceo - piano
All along I walked a path to nowhere I was broken all inside Till I saw You with Your arms stretched out before me And I ran to You, now I sing Great
parole chi son, e che faccio, come vivo. Vuole? Chi son? Sono un poeta. Che cosa faccio? Scrivo. E come vivo? Vivo! In poverta mia lieta scialo da gran signore
