. When GeneralGrant to Ireland came, he took me by the hand. Says, "He ain't never saw the likes of MacNamara's Band" Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang. And the horns they blaze away
There was a decorated general with a heart of gold. That likened him to all the stories he told. Of past battles, won and lost and legends of old. A seasoned veteran in his own time On the
this revelry. I remember how I used to want it all. Funny now the big things seem so small. From http//www. elyrics. net/read/a/amy-grant-lyrics/simple-things-lyrics. html . I dream of simple things I
Carry You. Amy Grant Lay down your burden, I will carry you. I will carry you, my child, my child. Lay down your burden, I will carry you. I will carry you, my child, my child Cuz I can walk on