Lyrics:
Burl Ives - Sweet by and by
There's a land that is fairer than day,
And by faith we can see it afar;
For the Father waits over the way,
To prepare
Burl Ives - Rescue the perishing
Rescue the perishing, care for the dying,
snatch them in pity from sin and the grave;
weep o'er the erring one,
Burl Ives - Stepping in the light
Trying to walk in the steps of the Savior,
Trying to follow our Savior and King;
Shaping our lives by His blessed
Burl Ives - A new Name In Glory
I was once a sinner, but I came
Pardon to receive from my Lord:
This was freely given, and I found
That He always
Burl Ives - God be with you
God be with you till we meet again;
By His counsels guide, uphold you,
With His sheep securely fold you;
God be with you
for no trouble
But nobody dogs me 'round
Well, I'm going to fetch my woman, people
Tri-cities here I come
Well, I'm going to fetch my woman,
Holly Jolly Christmas
Recorded by Burl Ives
Written by Johnny Marks
G
Have a holly jolly Christmas
D7
It's the best time
Burl Ives - Juanita
Well I'm finally gettin' used to the water the way the tarantulas bite
Those Federales didn't believe I only came here to watch
Burl Ives - Froggie went A-courtin
Mister Frog went a-courtin, he did ride, uh-huh, uh-huh.
Mister Frog went a-courtin, he did ride, uh-huh, uh-huh.
gone
There'll be one child born and a world to carry on, to carry on
My troubles are many, they're as deep as a well
I can swear there ain't no
I'm gone,
there'll be one child born and a world to carry on, to carry on.
My troubles are many, they're as deep as a well.
I can swear there
Well, I was born on a Sunday
On Thursday I had me a job
I was born on a Sunday
By Thursday I was workin' out on the job
I ain't never had no day
Well, I was born on a Sunday
On Thursday I had me a job
I was born on a Sunday
By Thursday I was workin' out on the job
I ain't never had no day
be right by your side
Lay your troubles on my shoulders
Put your worries in my pocket
Rest your love on me awhile
Lay your troubles on my
a man, I wish that I were dead.
My how time rushes by,
The moment you're born you start to die,
Time waits for no man,
And your life's spent, it's
flowerpots
Pre-Chorus: Burl Ives and the Chipmunks sing carols
cs generations bridge the gap
Chorus: The folklore is told through
by Willie Dixon
Copyright 1967 (renewed) Hoochie Coochie Music (BMI)
Gypsy woman told my mama
'while 'fore I was born.
Got a boy child comin'
, I'd be right by your side
Lay your troubles on my shoulders
Put your worries in my pocket
Rest your love on me awhile
Lay your troubles
agree
But now if ya, if you're lookin' for trouble babe
You better not mess with me
Hey
'Cause you know I'll getcha one by one, ain't no fun
I'm
agree
But now if ya, if you're lookin' for trouble babe
You better not mess with me
Hey, 'cause you know I'll getcha one by one
Ain't no fun
I'm that
agree
But now if ya, if you're lookin' for trouble babe
You better not mess with me
Hey
'Cause you know I'll getcha one by one, ain't no fun
I'm
child born and a world to carry on,
There'll be one child born to carry on.
My troubles are many, they're as deep as a well,
I can swear there ain't
agree
But now if ya, if you're lookin' for trouble babe
You better not mess with me
Hey
'Cause you know I'll getcha one by one, ain't no fun
I'm
of trouble that won't disappear
So you ask for forgiveness
You know there's none coming
A life full of rain
And the forecast is severe
The gravel roads
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