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Why should I feel discouraged?. And why should the shadows come?. Why should my heart be lonely. And long for Heaven and home?. . When Jesus is my captain. My constant friend is He. His eye is
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Song When God Comes And Gathers His Jewels - Hank Williams. Written and recorded by Hank Williams Sr. The G ceremony was C over. A D7 lad stood alone in G tears. For he had just C said goodbye
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His name was King. He had a horse. Along the countryside. I saw him ride. He had a gun. I knew him well. Oh, I heard him singing. I knew he loved someone. His name was King (His name was King). He
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Does he love me?. I wanna know. How can I tell if he loves me so? (Is it in his eyes?). Oh no, you'll be deceived. (Is it in his eyes?). Oh no, he'll make believe If you wanna know. If he loves
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ROBERTA FLACK. --------------------------------------------. Strumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words. Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song
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Bài hát Killing Me Softly With His Song - Anne Murray. I heard he sang a good song . I heard he had a style. And so I came to see him. To listen for a while. And there he was this young boy. A
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in his hair and I helped to put it there. A halo of worry and care. As my daddy grows old he's more precious than gold. For I cherish the snow in his hair His shoulders were bent with the weight of
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A rose must remain with the sun and the rain. Or its lovely promise won't come true. To each his own, to each his own, for me there's you Two lips must insist and two more to be kissed. Or they'll
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in his hair and I helped to put it there. A halo of worry and care. As my daddy grows old he's more precious than gold. For I cherish the snow in his hair His shoulders were bent with the weight of
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A rose must remain with the sun and the rain. Or it's lovely promise wont come true. To each his own, to each his own. And my own is you. . What good is a song if the words just don't belong
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am the. Prodigal son. . CHORUS. And he wasn’t surprised at where I had been;. He was waiting for me at the end of my sin. And the heaven I found in the hell I was in,. That’s where his mercy
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Strumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words. Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly with his song. Telling my whole life with his words. Killing me softly. With his
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Bài hát His Name Is Pewdiepie - Roomie. My name is Pewdiepie, Pewdiepie. My name is Pewdiepie, Pewdiepie. His name is Pewdiepie (Pewdiepie). A You-You-Youtube gamer. Pewdiepie (Pewdiepie). A fearless
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you call your own. There's no point in shying. From the fists that are flying. The boy is on his own. . You looked me in the eye. I bet you thought I was paralysed. I took a blow to the chest
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you call your own. There's no point in shying. From the fists that are flying. The boy is on his own. . You looked me in the eye. I bet you thought I was paralysed. I took a blow to the chest
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sail maker's daughter. Today he's gonna take her hand Calm waters. Wish them well. His ship's come in. She's put the wind in his sails Catherine is a canvas painter. Paints the sun and sand and sea
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felt like this before!. This before, oh, no! Chorus. I'm seeing all the signs from above. I'm gonna be the one that he loves. I was made for loving him. The fashion of his love. Oh yeah. I'm gonna
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felt like this before!. This before, oh, no! Chorus. I'm seeing all the signs from above. I'm gonna be the one that he loves. I was made for loving him. The fashion of his love. Oh yeah. I'm gonna
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to three. Three to eleven. Eleven to seven Shift work, tough work for the busy convenience store clerk. Two feet that hurt, going insane. She's mad at some lad. Drove off and didn't pay for his
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Seven days, seven more days she'll be comin'. I'll be waiting at the station for her to arrive. Seven more days, all I gotta do is survive. . She been gone ever since I been a child. Ever since
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With his hand on my shoulder, I sail this sea of sin. With his hand on my shoulder, I cannot help but win. I'll follow as he pilots me through waters dark and cold. With His hand on my shoulder, I
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twenty hours. Seven days of every week I love you, that I would. I can't think of any other things I'd rather do. 'Caus four and twenty hours. Seven days of every week I love you. . Love is a word
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Bài hát Killing Me Softly With His Song - Charming Horses, Jano. Stronging my pain with his fingers,. singing my love with his words,. killing me softly with his song. killing me softly with his
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A very old friend came by today. Cause he was telling everyone in town. About the love that he just found. And Marie's the name of his latest flame. He talked and talked and I heard him say
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He gave me the eye. But I just passed him by. I treated him unkind. But he didn't seem to mind I told him be on his way. But not a word did he say. He just stood there kind of bold. While I
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Bài hát Killing Me Softly With His Song (Live) - Olivia Ong. I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style. And so I came to see him to listen for a while. And there he was this young boy, a
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The six and the seven books. He wrote them all From Genesis and Exodus. Leviticus and Numbers. Deuteronomy and Joshua. Judges and Ruth Yeah, and the six and the seven books. He wrote them all
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Nobody knows his name. Starting it over is never the same. Nobody knows his name. They just might someday. Pullin' up stakes 1893. County Cork in Ireland way across the sea. Future made of
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Song His Hand In Mine - Elvis Presley. You may ask me how I know my Lord is real. (My Lord is real). You may doubt the things I say and doubt the way I feel. (The way I feel). But I know He's
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Even in his youth (x3). He was nothing. Kept his body clean (x3). Going nowhere. Daddy was ashamed (x2). He was something. Digrace the family name (x2). The family name, he was something
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Bài hát An American Trilogy - Elvis Presley. Oh, I wish I was in the land of cotton. Old times they are not forgotten. Look away, look away, look away Dixieland. Oh, I wish I was in Dixie, away
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die in Dixie. For Dixieland, I was born. Early Lord one frosty morn. Look away, look away, look away Dixieland Glory, glory hallelujah. Glory, glory hallelujah. Glory, glory hallelujah. His truth
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Bài hát An American Trilogy - Elvis Presley. Oh, I wish I was in the land of cotton. Old times they are not forgotten. Look away, look away, look away Dixieland. Oh, I wish I was in Dixie, away
