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    shield. I often fought with my merry men but now to death must yield. I am an Englishman by birth, Lord Marlborough is my name. And I was brought up in London town, a place of noted fame. I was ?beside
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    The joy of the Lord will be my strength. I will not falter, I will not faint. He is my Shepherd, I am not afraid. The joy of the Lord is my strength The joy of the Lord. The joy of the Lord. The
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    The joy of the Lord will be my strength. I will not falter, I will not faint. He is my Shepherd, I am not afraid. The joy of the Lord is my strength The joy of the Lord. The joy of the Lord. The
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    The joy of the Lord will be my strength. I will not falter, I will not faint. He is my Shepherd, I am not afraid. The joy of the Lord is my strength The joy of the Lord. The joy of the Lord. The
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    Work me Lord, work me Lord, please don't you leave me. I feel so useless down here with no one to love. Though I've looked everywhere. And I can't find me anybody to love, to feel my care So ah
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    Oh my lord, oh my lord Oh my lord, oh my lord Oh my lord, oh my lord Oh my lord, oh my lord Oh my lord, oh my lord Oh my lord, oh my lord Oh my lord, oh my lord Oh my lord, oh my lord Oh my lord, oh
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    Show me Thy ways, oh Lord. Show me Thy ways, oh Lord. Help me love when I'm hated. Spread joy unabated. Show me Thy ways, oh Lord Jesus was more. Than just a man from Galilee. Christ the son of
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    asked me if I can spell the word evict (Why me Lord?). Situation looking kinda bad. (Why me Lord?). I lost the best girl I ever had. (Why me Lord?). I'm homeless and I'm feelin' kinda sad. (Why me
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    Bài hát My Lord What A Mornin' - Harry Belafonte. My Lord, what a mornin'. My Lord, what a mornin'. My Lord, what a mornin'. When the stars begin to fall. When the stars begin to fall. My Lord, what
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    I'm singing this song for the men in your prisons and jails. The junkies and juicers and every good man that fails. And for every outlaw who's got no place left to go The good lord loves you. The
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    Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition. Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition. Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition. And we'll all stay free Praise the Lord and swing into position. Can't
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    Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition. Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition. Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition. And we'll all stay free Praise the Lord and swing into position. Can't
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    Precious lord, take my hand. Lead me on, let me stand. I'm tired, I'm weak, I'm lone. Through the storm, through the night. Lead me on to the light. Take my hand precious lord, lead me home
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    Precious Lord, take my hand. Lead me on, let me stand. I'm tired, I'm weak, I'm worn Through the storm, through the night. Lead me on to the light. Take my hand, precious Lord. Lead me home When
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    Precious Lord, take my hand. Lead me on, let me stand. I'm tired, I'm weak, I'm worn Through the storm, through the night. Lead me on to the light. Take my hand, precious Lord. Lead me home When
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    Precious Lord, take my hand. Lead me on, let me stand. I'm tired, I'm weak, I'm worn Through the storm, through the night. Lead me on to the light. Take my hand, precious Lord. Lead me home When
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    Precious Lord, take my hand. Lead me on, let me stand. I'm tired, I'm weak, I'm worn Through the storm, through the night. Lead me on to the light. Take my hand, precious Lord. Lead me home When
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    The air you breathe. You suck the life out of me. Your mouth moves like. Somethin' shakin' loose God knows these insults. Don't even phase you now Don't get comfortable. Start thinkin'. I still
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