Lyrics:
The more I read the papers
The less I comprehend
The world with all its capers
And how it all will end.
Nothing seems to be lasting.
But that
may burn again
I know that I'll be contented
With yesterday's memory
Knowing you think of me
Once in a while
In love's smoldering ember
One
on the throttle
A scalded to death by the steam
Then the telegram come to Washington station and this is how it read
Oh that brave engineer that run old 97
the snow
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
when will that day be
The big day may be tonight
If I seem to scintillate
It's because I've got a date
A date with a package of
The good things
I read about this baby she got beat up by her dad
She was nine months old and he was a full grown man
She may have been learning how to crawl
I read about this baby she got beat up by her dad
She was nine months old and he was a full grown man
She may have been learning how to crawl
find
A closed circle's better than an open line.
Yes stay the way you are. I got a circle that's the same as yours.
It may be bigger, but I've
Have you ever thought about your soul can it be saved?
Or perhaps you think that when you're dead you just stay in your grave
Is God just a thought
It's very clear, our love is here to stay
Not for a year but ever and a day
The radio and the telephone and the movies that we know
May just be
the answer if you feel blue
(We may be the answers to your problem, a chance with we two)
So call us and get two for the price of one
(Why don't you call us
And blessed may He be
Sing Father, Son and Holy Ghost
To all eternity
The next good joy that Mary had
It was the joy of two
To see her son Jesus
Make the lame
be welcomed change and will come, come what may
With no rest in peace, until that day, yeah
I can choose a path, I can choose a word
I can start
Perhaps I'll sleep the whole night through
It may be different then"
And so it seemed that night and
Day we knew a mother's care
That always when we got
It's very clear, our love is here to stay
Not for a year but ever and a day
The radio and the telephone and the movies that we know
May just be
honey don't it make you wonder
How we ever got this far
I may not be a poet
'Cause I ain't got much to say
I may not stand before you like that
may
You will be what you will
With a brush stroke of fate
You will have to think again
If you touch by it all
Lucky to be brushed by it all
Than
be so cold
Today, oh yeah
And before you know it
Too soon, you've grown old
But while a voice within me cries
Someone, someone may answer my call
and space
Our love affair, may it always be
A flame to burn through eternity
So take my hand with a fervent prayer
That we may live and we may share
I read one of your stories
Wasn't it Scribner's some magazine
Title something with windows
It was "Blind Windows"
If that's what you mean
That's
B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets
Oh but they're weird and they're wonderful
Oh Bennie she's really keen
She's got electric boots, a mohair suit
You know I read it
that way
The rain will bring the violets of may
Tears are in vain, so honey please don't be that way
As long as we see it through, you'll have me,
That the powerful play goes on
And you may contribute a verse
"That the powerful play goes on
And you may contribute a verse"
What will your verse be?
How is the Word of God to be read and heard?
How is the Word of God to be read and heard?
With diligence, preparation, and prayer
With diligence,
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