Lyrics:
on the crowd
Tell funny stories turn the jukebox up loud
Come on sit at my table where the drinks are on me
Just gather round me 'cause misery loves company
Oh, I get up and make myself some coffee
I try to read a bit but the story's too thin
I thank the lord above, you're not here to see me
In this shape
missing
(chorus)
Without the love of jesus
The stars wouldn't shine
Rivers wouldn't run
And hearts beat out of time
Without the love of jesus
Tell me where
Little boys and girls, they all love me
Come sit on the lap of I-see-E
And let me tell ya a story or two
About a punk-ass nigga I knew
Named Jack, he
as you please,
(Sit down servant)
The more you talk I'm gonna bend my knees,
(Sit down servant)
I'm on my way to heaven to tell my story,
(Sit down
In the garden
I pick out flowers
So they could live by me
In the garden
I pick the best ones
So they could live
Above the ground, by me
Why don't you
encouraging to know,
How ever deep we're in despair...
Jesus never fails.
Verse 4
So what can I do to prove to you, tell me how can you deny?
No untold facts,
move me like You do
I love being loved by You
I love being loved by You
So take me deeper still
Where Your mysteries are revealed
And I see You
I'll began
'Bout to fight
Greatest stories pass, in my mind
Must be a better way to pass my time
To think the focus just belongs to me
Selfish man,
above,
And just a little talk with Jesus makes me whole.
Now let us, have a little talk with Jesus,
Let us, tell him all about our troubles,
He
above,
And just a little talk with Jesus makes me whole.
Now let us, have a little talk with Jesus,
Let us, tell him all about our troubles,
He
people keep on grindin')
Ain't wishing I was well
I said it's no occasion
(It's no story I could tell)
At my bedside empty pocket
A foot without
Little boys and girls, they all love me
Come sit on the lap of I-see-E
And let me tell ya a story or two
About a punk-ass nigga I knew
Named
to death
We need Him crucified
It's all you have to do
Talk to me, Jesus Christ
You have been brought here
Manacled, beaten by Your own people
Do You have
Grandma used to pray out loud
By her bed every night
To me, it sounded like mumbling
Like she was out of her mind
She said, "Boy, this kind
hoping
Broken, starving plastic ring
Perfect for eloping
Years went by fast, you were so good to me
Our children have children, Billy, how could it
Little boys and girls, they all love me
Come sit on the lap of I-see-E
And let me tell ya a story or two
About a punk-ass nigga I knew
Named
the Lord to help me
And He shows me the way
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
Over the hills and everywhere
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
That Jesus Christ is
and unusual ways
By this treacherous cretin
Who tells everyone
That he's jesus' best friend
When the lie's so big
And the fog gets so thick
And the facts
foolish and sin ruled my heart
Causing my footsteps from God to depart
Jesus hath found me, happy my case
I now am a sinner, saved by grace
Suffer a sinner
the truth that set me free
How could this world be a better place?
But by thy mercy and by thy grace
C'mon, c'mon we'll tell the world about You
Well, He was that kind of man who led people by the hand
And He loved them, oh how He loved them
And He heard the people cry, oh Lord save me from
Took Old Geronimo by storm
Ripped off the feathers from his uniform
Jesus tells me, I believe it's true
The red man is in the sunset too
Took all
me
And that is just the reason
I tell it now to thee
I love to tell the story
It will be my theme in glory
To tell the old, old story
Of Jesus
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