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as snow?
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?

Are you walking daily by the Savior's side?
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
Do you rest each
if you're washed in the blood like I was
The smell of cape jasmine through the window screen
John R. and the Wolfman kept me company
By the light
How 'bout ya show me what kind of cowboy you are?

Are you a Kenny tequila, Buffet margarita
Or an Alan Jackson hurricane?
Are you a good time,
you're washed in the blood like I was
The smell of Cape Jasmine through the window screen
John are and the wolfman kept me company

By the light
if you're washed in the blood like I was
The smell of cape jasmine through the window screen
John R. and the Wolfman kept me company
By the light
gonna be
So what do you do with good ole boys like me

Nothing makes a sound in the night like the wind does
But you ain’t afraid if you’re washed in
land 
Welcome to Nashville, land of opportunity 
Welcome to Nashville, your cab driver knows Alan Jackson 
Welcome to Nashville, the dreams are
glass stinks with ash
In the broken windows
Remembered bodies
Fill the streets with novels
And the brave boys pass by
In brave pontoons
And mark graves
have been robbed of all their pow’r
And the enemy has been defeated by the blood of Jesus
So we stand with our hearts washed clean
And we lift up our
have been robbed of all their pow’r
And the enemy has been defeated by the blood of Jesus
So we stand with our hearts washed clean
And we lift up our
other
Yet You took my place instead
And now my sins are washed away
Because Your blood was red

For it's strong enough to wash away my sins
And it's pure
Of the black community are in fact detrimental to the very
People you claim to represent.

We also feel that as a result you do much to undermind
That opened heaven's door to let me in
It was the blood of Jesus
The blood of Jesus
That washed away my guilt
That washed away
The guilt of all my
Come be washed in the blood
And your sins will be forgiven by the power of His love
Come be changed by the mercy
That makes all things new
Where
that bad

Then I asked her if she'd heard of Alan Jackson
And she said, "Didn't he sing that song
Called 'Where Were You'?"
I said, "Yeah, but girl, that
the oceans divide us
I will be here right by your side
For the rest of our days
Here for the rest of our days

If you are tired I'll bear your burden
If
those regrets, you hold inside
And all those memories, left by design
And all those mysteries, lost in your eyes, lost in your eyes
We sail into
headed girls get back
'Cause there's a ten to one chance that you might get smacked
Rock the bells

The bells are circulatin' like the blood in your veins
are circulatin' the blood in your veins
Why are girlies on the tip, L.L.'s your name
Cut Creator's good, Cool J. is good-good
You bring the wood
Silent majority still glued to the tube 
Say CIA ain't lookin', FBI come unglued 
Shot some more in Jackson just to show the world what they can do 
While
the blood in your veins
Why are girlies on the tip, L.L.'s your name
Cut Creator's good, Cool J. is good-good
You bring the wood pecker, I'll bring the wood
arms.

I'm leaning, leaning
Safe and secure from all alarms.
I'm leaning, I'm leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms

Are you washed in the blood
By his stripes we are healed
By his nail pierced hands we’re free
By his blood, we’re washed clean
Now we have the victory

The power of sin is
away by the rain 
While you wait in the darkness dreading 
The shock of my knife 
At your blood wedding
are circulatin' the blood in your veins
Why are girlies on the tip, L.L.'s your name
Cut Creator's good, Cool J. is good-good
You bring the wood