Lyrics:
Mary, did you know
That your Baby Boy would one day walk on water?
Mary, did you know
That your Baby Boy would save our sons and daughters?
Did
knew what it was all about
For I read fear not for behold I bring you good tidings of great joy
Which shall be to all people
For unto you he was
I always heard that his herb was top shelf
Lord I just could not wait to find out for myself.
Well don't knock it till you've tried it.
And I've
You send Your Word
cnd by it You deliver
Every son and daughter
cnd we'll keep on
Walking out our freedom
Enemies defeated
For great is Your love
of the mountains
The good Lord willing and the creek don't rise
It don't matter when you're up this high
I'm a son of the mountains (I'm a son of the mountains)
pictures drew
And one became this lonely soul
Who sits here now
And sings this song to you
And the sons become the fathers
And the daughters will be
someone so much greater than themselves
Someone so much greater than themselves
You've made us ready
Shine like the Son
Shine like the Son
Shine like
He said son them big white fleely clouds ain't nothin' but the cottonfields of the Lord
So after all these years of plantin' and choppin' and pickin'
English sportsmen all gathered around,
And one of those gentlemen standing nearby
said, 'Is that the great dog you call Master McGrath?'
Oh well one
of the times I was innocent but the judge said guilty
I'm not one to complain now son I tell you true
When the black cat cross your trail, lord
It comes in
and tears he said patches im depending on ya son to pull the family through now son its all left up to you.
Two days later papa passed away and I became
Comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Now to the Lord sing praises
All you with in this place
And with true love and brotherhood
Each other
of abuse
Why did I punch back?
Girls, your dad is a scumbag, I'm confused
Because
How come you can be a Lord and a loser?
How come, how come
You can
Only You, You alone
Are worthy of the glory, Lord
And every crown we'll ever wear
We lay it down
We bow our knees, we confess
You are Lord all by
hustle
Some people usin' the noodle, some people usin' the muscle
Some people put it all together, yeah
I try, I try, you know I try
I try, oh Lord I
When all men came from near and afar
To honor glory to the Son of God
And in the manger quietly lay
Wise men and shepherds knelt by him to pray
to the valley of discovery
Look at what money can buy
Sons & daughters better open your eyes
Tell me what you're seeing
This submission is a tired tradition
the roof
Raise the roof because it's all on fire
Not done by the sun or electrical wire
Not done by sons stricking matches with
kept alive by the Sons of The Pioneers
Like that young cowboy from old Montana got boots and spurs and a black bandana
He rides the wild prairie rounding
take
Heaven will come for you
It sees all the hell that we make
The Lord of final say
You steer the rivers by your breath
You conquer over death
And in his tears he said
He said, Patches
I'm dependin' on you, son
To pull the family through
My son, it's all left up to you
Two days later Papa
the stars by their name
'Cause You whispered them all to their place
To testify to Your wonder and praise
Both now and forever
There's none beside You God
There was a gypsy came over the land,
He sang so sweet and gaily.
He sang beneath the wild wood tree
And charmed the great lord's lady.
This for all my niggas in the city
But this shit really for Queens though
Really for Queens though!
Big city of dreams, motivated by schemes
Gettin'
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