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AIN’T NO DEVIL EVER GONNA COME STEAL MY SOUL
Went looking for the water but the river was dry
Never made much money but I never did try.
So Im parched and broke when you raised your head
Kicked me when Im down like the good book said
O I may not yet be perfected, I have been despised, rejected
But I know that Im accepted, even when I fail
And everytime Im scarred and broken,
Here’s some words that you can choke on:
Chains that bind me have been broke by One you cant control
Aint no devil ever gonna come steal my soul!
I’ been feeling my way in the cold and dark,
Getting it wrong, Im way off the mark
Keep falling down when I try to stand
Feels like I play right into your hands
O I may not yet be perfected, I have been despised, rejected
But I know that Im accepted, even when I fail
And everytime Im scarred and broken,
Here’s some words that you can choke on:
Chains that bind me have been broke by One you cant control
Aint no devil ever gonna come steal my soul!
I just cant get my head on straight
And everything’s crumbling under the weight
Now friends have left and family too,
And I bet you’re wondering what I’ll do
O I may not yet be perfected, I have been despised, rejected
But I know that Im accepted, even when I fail
And everytime Im scarred and broken,
Here’s some words that you can choke on:
Chains that bind me have been broke by One you cant control
Aint no devil ever gonna come steal my soul!
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Helper.
03:15
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Helper
The road is long and leads to nowhere
got no companions and friends are few
the heart is heavy I must carry
I need a Helper to drag me through
The way is hard , it's straight and narrow,
I do not know what I can do
But keep on pushing ever forward
I need a Helper to drag me through
My mind is tired, my soul is weary
I thirst and hunger I have no clue
where I am going or how to get there
I need a helper to drag me through.
The way is hard , it's straight and narrow,
I do not know what I can do
But keep on pushing ever forward
I need a Helper to drag me through
No matter how you try the road will never end
you just pray that hope is laying round the bend
My back is weak, my footsteps heavy
what can a poor boy ever do
'cept keep on travelling ever onward
I need a helper to drag me through
The way is hard , it's straight and narrow,
I do not know what I can do
But keep on pushing ever forward
I need a Helper to drag me through
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The Baby Song.
03:18
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The Baby Song
Soft & sweet, love wrapped in skin
With wide-eyed wonder, all is new
Perfect creature….what have I done
To deserve some one like you?
Everytime I look at you my heart’s fit to burst
Everytime I look at you my heart’s fit to burst
Every time…….Everytime……..
My heart’s fit to burst when I look at you.
Innocent & so defenceless
Reaching up to touch my face
Teaching me the way of trust
And showing me the hand of grace
Everytime I look at you my heart’s fit to burst
Everytime I look at you my heart’s fit to burst
Every time…….Everytime……..
My heart’s fit to burst when I look at you.
How could I so scarred & broken
Like a ship tossed on the sea…
End up with so fine a token
Flawless, pure humanity?
Everytime I look at you my heart’s fit to burst
Everytime I look at you my heart’s fit to burst
Every time…….Everytime……..
My heart’s fit to burst when I look at you
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It All Belongs.
03:18
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COME GIVE THANKS
Come give thanks for the -food that you eat, for the -wine that you drink, for the clothes on your back,
Come give thanks for the- lives of your children, for the -men and the women who have blessed your soul
Give thanks
Give thanks for times, you thought you couldn’t take, for every cursed mistake that taught you well
Give thanks for plenty, give thanks for the lack, for when you’re looking back
You’ll understand.
Come give thanks for the- air that you breathe, for the -smile you receive
From a passing stranger….
Come give thanks for the- sun and the rain, ‘cos you need them both the same,
If you’re ever gonna grow, Give thanks
Give thanks for struggles, give thanks for victory, that helped you to see how much you’re worth
Give thanks for kisses, give thanks for all the tears, restoring all the years you thought you’d lost.
Come give thanks for the -food that you eat, for the -wine that you drink, for the clothes on your back,
Come give thanks for the -lives of your children, for the- men and the women who have blessed your soul…..
Come give thanks for the- smile on your mouth, for when it all went south, or (when) you couldn’t put a foot wrong,
Come give thanks for the bitterness you’ve tasted, now you know that nothing’s wasted – it all belongs…Give thanks
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I'll Dance Wi’ The Girl That I Brung
I was woken this morning by a note on my door, from a man- that Id seen -in the village before
It said @ 6.30, he surely would call, to `take me to the ceilidh in the old village hall.
Well he ^ must be mistaken, for there’s not a chance, that he would take someone like me to the dance.
There’re dozens much fairer, Im sure you’d agree, that- can do Strip The Willow much better than me.
Still I put on my finest, my green-linen gown, I was upstairs still dressing, while he waited down,
With a fistful of roses and a suit made of tweed. He looked handsome, and happy indeed.
As I walked down the stairway, his eyes opened wide, like a young lad at Christmas with excitement inside.
All eyes were upon us and he showed not a care, as we strolled -to the dance -near the old village square.
Well we’d barely got in, hardly walked thru the door, when he took my right hand, led me out on the floor
With a hand on my waist, we started to sway, as we paused- for the lad- on the fiddle to play.
So I said ‘tell me sir, why ,did you choose me? There are many much fairer in `this room I see.’
But he hushed me and said –‘ while this new song is sung, I’ll dance with the girl that I brung.’
-Solo-
and I cried she’s more pretty, with her hair raven black or the one with the fair skin who’s dancing with Jack.
But I said just as sure as that fiddle is strung
I’ll dance with the girl that I brung
What Im telling you now is no slip of my tongue,
I’ll dance wi’ the girl that I brung.
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Nothing New.
03:35
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Nothing New
A hundred billion neon stars
Spin way out into space
And blackness lies between each one
With nothing in that place
Reminding me of days of light,
And days where there were none
There’s nothing new, there’s nothing new
There’s nothing new,
there’s nothing new beneath the sun
And in our mighty cities, we just marvel at our skills
More civilized than others, educated to our fill
Yet distance grows between us
Till we turn to bombs and guns
There’s nothing new….
Brother fights with brother
While sisters do the same
And hatred fills the air like smoke
Where love does not remain.
We value our opinion more than any mother’s son
There’s nothing new….
We hold on to our own truth,
while we fear the other side.
Oh God forbid that they be right,
or they should turn the tide.
One mother feeds her hungry child,
Another child has none
There’s nothing new….
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Jesus, are we OK?
04:08
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Jesus, Are We Ok?
Ive been parched, been dry, and thirsty Lord, has the River of Life run dry?
Been sad, been lost, been downcast Lord, but Your hand don’t wipe my eye.
My heart is hollow, my soul is torn…did You mention it would be this way?
Was it something I said, something Ive done or have I gone astray?
But there’s one thing stuck deep in my heart, so I’ll take a shot and say:
Hey Jesus, are we still ok?
I feel the pangs of hunger Lord, did you mention that You had some bread?
Im weary, tired and burned out Lord, no place to lay this head.
And these old boots, they’re worn out Lord, from that straight and narrow track.
Did I take the wrong direction Lord? Cant find the right way back.
But this one thing got stuck in my mind, I don’t know why it should:
Hey Jesus, are we still good?
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IF I KNEW HOW TO TELL YOU
Seems like I sang a million love songs to ya
If you got cut I swear Id bleed.
Seems like I dreamed a million dreams about ya
So why cant I explain the things you need from me?
You’re the space between the notes I play
The breath between the words I say
The pause between each thought I make
So my sweet love make no mistake
You’re the breeze between the sky and soil
The rest between the work and toil
The place between the high and deep
the sigh between my smile and weep
...If I knew how to tell you
Looks like Ive got another in the can
The rhymes and reasons seem so clear
But Ive spent my whole life falling short of something
Wish I could say the words you long to hear from me
You’re the dawn between the night and day
The path back when I lost my way
The look between my smile and frown
The lifeboat when I almost drown
You’re the hug between the come and go
The rain between my plant and grow
You’re the peace between my calm and rage
If I could write that on a page,
Id know how to tell you
You’re the space between the notes I play
The breath between the words I say
The pause between each thought I make
So my sweet love make no mistake
The hug between my come and go
You’re the rain between my plant and grow
You’re the peace between my calm and rage
If I could write that on a page,
Id know how to tell you
Id know how to tell you
Id know how to tell you
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Different
03:02
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DIFFERENT
I like my coffee ground course
I like mine fine - of course
I say she drives too fast for me
I think he drives too carefully
She laughs at those stupid rom-com flicks
And he laughs at that stupid ol slap stick
But I love her/him cos she’s/he’s different than me
I like that rich red wine
I don’t, so she drinks mine
He likes to dream awhile
She dances in the grocery isle
She still laughs at things like passing gas
While his head wanders off to science class
But I love her…..
We drive each other crazy, with our different points of view
but even when the sparks fly, they still say I Love You.
So I struggled with those cigarettes
And I said ‘babe, don’t give in yet’
I struggle with what lacks in me
and I say I dig what I see
She’s bright and soft, and I am dark and tough
He plans but I just do things off the cuff
But I love her, cos she’s different than me.
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As You Take Your Leave
May the road, rise up to meet you
May the wind carry you along
And may the night time, hold no terror
And the morning greet you with her song
and may kindness smile upon you
and her kiss, your constant be
and may the good Lord, hold you in the hollow of His hand
As you take your leave of me
May each hardship, grant you wisdom
And may hope be waiting round the bend,
May the rest stops, bring refreshment
Helping heart and soul to mend
May comfort walk beside you
May looove rain down on thee
And may the good Lord, hold you in the hollow of his hand
As you take your leave of me
May the road, rise up to meet you
May the wind carry you along
And may the night time, hold no terror
And the morning greet you with her song
and may kindness smile upon you
and her kiss, your constant be
and yes the good Lord, holds you in the hollow of His hand
As you take your leave of me
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