Lyrics:
THE KING IS COMING
(Bill Gaither - Gloria Gaither - Charley Millhoff)
« © '71 Gaither Music »
The market place is empty no more traffic in
I sing the BLUES in the hull of a ship
beneath the sting of a slavemaster's whip
I sing the BLUES on a ship anchored to dock
my family being
Concerning that great speckled bird
Blue moon of Kentucky keep on shining
They were the sweetest songs I ever heard
I wanta sing about
The thing that make me
When the whole world seems wrong
Just learn the words of a simple song,
Of blue skies above,
Be a troubadour and all is love.
When April showers
by the moonlight
you can hear those darkies singin'.
Sing good, sing bad,
Sing loud, sing soft,
Sing sweet, sing hot,
Sing!
Everybody sing
and his elephants were taken by surprise
So Captain Marvel zapped him right between the eyes
All the children sing
Hey, Bungalow Bill
What did you
were taken by surprise
So Captain Marvel zapped him right between the eyes
All the children sing
Hey, Bungalow Bill
What did you kill
Bungalow Bill
to use
I'll drink my beer in a tavern,
Sing a little bit of these workin' man blues
I keep my nose on the grindstone, I work hard every day
Might get
What is that song about kisses?
What is that song about smiles?
Well if I could have my way
I'd sing a song today that would beat them all by miles
song, it's all for you
Sing my song, it's all for you
If I don't hear from you by tomorrow
I hope you come back and learn from your mistakes
Come
the secret rendezvous
So I can sing my blues away
Sing my blues away sing my blues away
I’m as strong as Paul Bunyan I
Want to have some fun, i wanna kick
to use
I'll drink my beer in a tavern,
Sing a little bit of these working man blues
I keep my nose on the grindstone, I work hard every day
Might
Fenster, sing den Blues in Rot, sing vom Erwachen der Macht,
sing vom Apfeltraum, vom Kleinen Apfelbaum und Ich bring dich durch die Nacht.
Sing der
And she'd be waiting in the front porch light
And she'd sing a little blue ridge mountain song
And he'd just hum along
And they'd dance all night till
two hands are fit to use
I'll drink a little beer in a tavern
I'll sing a little bit of these workin' man blues.
I'll keep my nose
to use
I'll drink my beer in a tavern,
Sing a little bit of these working man blues
I keep my nose on the grindstone, I work hard every day
Might get
I'm back to work, I gotta go support my family
I'm humbled by my job, I gotta make it there's no plan b, you'll see
Ooh, I be singing blue collar
Center Of My Joy
Words and Music by Gloria Gaither, Richard Smallwood
Jesus You're the center of my joy
All that's good and perfect
Comes from
DON'T THINK I DON'T LOVE YOU
(Dallas Frazier)
« © '66 Blue Crest Music »
Your old cheatin' heart has finally caught you
A thousand times I told
cn early start, the bills to pay
We make it out on love and coffee
Drink in your eyes all black and blue
I feel it too, these worn down bodies
Sing
to use
I'll drink my beer in a tavern,
Sing a little bit of these working man blues
I keep my nose on the grindstone, I work hard every day
Might
evening
Sing a little bit of these working man blues
Sometimes I think about leaving, do a little bummin' around
Throw my bills out the window catch
hands are fit to use
I'll drink my beer in a tavern
Sing a little bit of these working man blues
I keep my nose on the grindstone, I work hard every
taken by surprise
So Captain Marvel zapped him right between the eyes
All the children sing
Hey, Bungalow Bill
What did you kill
Bungalow Bill?
Hey,
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