Lyrics:
hath breath praise the Lord.
Altos/Sopranos Tenors:
(Praise Him) with timbrel and dance,
(Praise Him) on the high sounding cymbals,
(Oh, praise
Because I believe and have found salvation
(bass-when I die) (lead and tenor- when I die)
I'll live again
That I may take part in the jubilation
(Tenors)
Praise Him with the timbrel and dance
Praise Him with the sound of the trumpet
Praise Him witht he psaltery and harp
Let everything
the line
Here she come now...she tunes so fine
There's a lady with a tenor sax
Cool baby drives a mean cadillac
Lady with a tenor sax
You gotta meet her
With me brudda for life
Great Tenor Fly
With me brudda for life
Great Tenor Fly
Tenor Fly
Yes I
Now this man
Bredren Tenor Fly
Tenor Fly
Flying
From The Paris Opera House, La Scala And The Met,
If You Haven't Heard His Tenor Voice, You Ain't Heard Nothin' Yet!
All The Roles In French
jah make you help the boy o
chorus;
me stack n pile my chips
(you know that boy and is Tenor pon the sing again)
me stack n pile my chips
(you know
was a little bitty kid
And we gathered around the piana
And me and little brother would join in
And mamma would sing tenor, and dad would sing bass
They talk about the bass man, he had success
Oh what they say about him, I couldn't care less
But I'm a tenor man and a-don't you forget
That I
The Three Irish Tenors & The Muppets
(Sound of the Three Tenors warming up)
Yon: (Kermit) Scooter! Scooter! Go and get the three tenors. They're
were
Tryin' to make a living out of black-land dirt
But we'd get together in a family circle singing loud
Daddy sang bass, mama sang tenor
Me
were
Tryin' to make a living out of black-land dirt
But we'd get together in a family circle singing loud
Daddy sang bass, mama sang tenor
Me
were
Tryin' to make a livin' out of black-land dirt
But we'd get together in a family circle singin' loud
Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor)
Me
were
Tryin' to make a livin' out of black-land dirt
But we'd get together in a family circle singin' loud
Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor)
Me
jebaalaba
You're ma African queen
My royal empress
Oli mwana munange
Sirikukosa mwana munange
Bwemba bass gwe Tenor
Mwana munange
Ndi mukafubo ne mwana
The most of the hard-to-forget streets
It's really and truly the dilly of all m'pet streets
Tenor sax: Hey, hey, hey everybody now
Brass: Come go
You?re the Author of Creation
God of every nation
You?re the Holy of Holies
Angels bow before Thee
Tenor ? Mighty King
You are the Great I Am
Jah mon, is so sunny and blue
Now I man can see it in the sky, sky
Tenor Saw has already die, die
And mi seh, mi, oh, mi, oh, my, my
And mi seh
Now I
out on a high note
Like a tenor in an old hillbilly band
Mmhm
Now it ain't Armageddon, but the weekend's finally here
Yeah, some folks wanna
Tryin' to make a livin' out of black-land dirt
But we'd get together in a family circle singin' loud
Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor)
Me and little
were
Tryin' to make a livin' out of black-land dirt
But we'd get together in a family circle singin' loud
Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor)
Me
False-Hearted Tenor
My False-Hearted Tenor, falsetto so high
I watch all your dobros as they slide on by.
My person is lonely I think it's because
Tryin' to make a livin' out of black-land dirt
But we'd get together in a family circle singin' loud
Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor)
Me and little
Tryin' to make a livin'
Out of blackland earth
But we'd get together in a
Family circle singin' loud
Daddy sang bass, Mama sang tenor
Me and little
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