Lyrics:
bothers --
Not if your fam'ly tree
Doesn't date from the Pilgrim Fathers.
Therefore, when all is said,
Life is so limit-ed,
You find, unless you're dead,
Mother Russia badly burned
Your children lick your wounds
Pilgrim father sailed away
Found a brave new world
is gonna shine
The boats they fill the harbour
Where the sea birds rise and fall
For every Pilgrim Father
There's a plaque upon the wall
It's only now
bothers --
Not if your fam'ly tree
Doesn't date from the Pilgrim Fathers.
Therefore, when all is said,
Life is so limit-ed,
You find, unless you're dead,
on a mountain in the light of day
And everything and everyone
Is just another stop along this pilgrim's way
Now dear father, I confess
I am tired and need to rest
Can't find no sleep tonight for all the things I've done
And I wandered in darkness and doubts on roads I shouldn't have gone
A black pilgrim
Spouse of our Lady, we lean safe on thee
For thou to the pilgrim art father and guide
And Jesus and Mary felt safe at thy side
O Glorious Patron, secure
The pilgrim asks where's your father now?
He's in bed, he's long since been dead
My mother fell from the angels in the cloud
To her rest in the soil
If you see them father
Please tell them
I'm a poor mourning pilgrim
Bound for Canaan land
Well I weep and I moan
And I move slowly on
I'm a poor
land of liberty land where
My fathers died land of the pilgrim’s pride"
I feel that people are becoming more
And more afraid of people
Who are different
Lord of Troubles
Harvester of Souls
Father of Coldharbour
Take, what I stole
Roam through the night towards demise
A beast of teeth and empty eyes
You know as pilgrims
We're all on a journey of self discovery
And I'll keep going
Till I reach my destination
Yeah
God Soldier
They gon try to bring
to reach the local YMCA, where he was receiving fahjahly advice from Father Bill in the midst of an uncomfortably religious bout of racquetball.
The man in
A pilgrim to the pussy when I my write fable
It go like this hold on, hold on, hold on,
Deadass lil nigga imma be where she be
Deadass lil nigga imma
My country tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
Of thee I sing
Land where my fathers died
Land of the pilgrim's pride
From every mountain side
the perilous light
For the ramparts we watched
Were so gallantly streaming
My country 'tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
Of thee I sing
Land where my father's
My country tis of thee sweet land of liberty
Of thee I sing land where my fathers died
Land of the pilgrim's pride
From every mountain side let
Who sailed a steady harbor with a not-so-steady hand
Naked but his Father's former belt he wears so well
There was a swelling in the threshold
My country 'tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
Of thee I sing
Land where my fathers died
Land of the pilgrim's pride
From every mountainside
I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow
Cast out in this wide world to roam
My brothers and sisters won't own me
They say that I'm weak and I'm poor
But Jesus
I am a pilgrim, and a stranger, traveling through this wearisome land.
But I've got a home, in that yonder city, good Lord!
And it's not, good
The pilgrims are coming to celebrate,
Hurrah, hurrah
The pilgrims are coming to celebrate,
Hurrah, hurrah
The pilgrims are coming so don't be
the perilous fight
For the ram-parts we watched
Where so galantly streaming
My country tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
Of thee I sing
Land where my fathers
I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow
Cast out in this wide world to roam
My brothers and sisters won't own me
They say that I'm weak and I'm poor
But
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