Lyrics:
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
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
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
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
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
upon a hill
There's a rosewood rockin' chair and a place set at the table
Guess I better have a little talk with Jesus Maybe he can take me there
So
don't think there is nothing I can do now to right my wrongs
(Jesus walks with me)
I want to talk to God, but I'm afraid because we ain't spoke in so
Caviar parties
With his well to do friends
Something was missing
From his perfect little life
He through in the towel
And he called me one night
All about forgiveness and grace
Tell me one more time about Jesus
Lord, I need just a little more faith
I walked by the church Sunday mornin'
I slipped
a little boy with the basket please take it Lord he said
And with just a five loaves and two little fishes five thousand had fish and bread
Who was it
a little boy with the basket please take it Lord he said
And with just a five loaves and two little fishes five thousand had fish and bread
Who was it
above
Well just a little talk with my Jesus gonna it right
We'll just have a little talk with Jesus
We're gonna tell Him all about our troubles
He
Jesus.
If I was Jesus, I'd come back from the dead
And I'd walk on some water, just to mess with your head
I know your dark little secrets, I'd look
guys were born to Rimbaud
Some guys breath Baudelaire
Some guys just got to go and put their rockets everywhere
You can breed 'em by the thousands;
a little boy with the basket please take it Lord he said
And with just a five loaves and two little fishes five thousand had fish and bread
Who was it
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
on a secret where honor is at stake
Or we could talk about power
About Jesus and Hitler and Howard Hughes
Or Charlie Chaplin's movies
Or Bergman's nordic
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
a child
Rows of sad old negro preacher at his little wooden desk
With a manner grandly awkward with the countless grotesque.
And he said now don't be
sweeter as the days go by)
Oh, how I love the name Jesus (I just love to call on His name)
Oh, how I love the name Jesus (yeah)
It is the sweetest name
on a secret where honor is at stake
Or we could talk about power
About Jesus and Hitler and Howard Hughes
Or Charlie Chaplin's movies
Or Bergman's nordic
knows how to cry.
For she drinks and she talks
Just a little too loud
And with her pride gone, she tags along
With any old crowd.
Yes, I know I'm
on me and I'll rub mine on you
Luckiest couple on the avenue
With little love and luck we will get by
With a little love and luck we'll take the sky
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