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don't wanna cry
(bye)
One, two, one, two
One, two, three, four
I don't know what you waiting for
Come on pick up all of your thinks
And say goodbye
Oh my

Chimney Letters (words and music by Marty Falle) 

When I was a child on our Tobacco farm
I'd sit with my Mama and rest in her lovin' arms
cnd I'd

high
The good Lord sent me a beautiful angel Shine oh light light of Devine

And I appreciate anything that is heaven sent Because nothing is never mine

but You are the strength of my heart

Their feet will slip
Washed away in Your flood
Arise Oh Lord!
Save me by Your unfailing love!

I'm Ready

Trav

Gangster Music

2002

All our days are numbered
Some live on borrowed time
But life is what you make it
Thank God I was so inclined
To accept my Lord and Savior
When

city streets
Oh in this life it's strange who you meet
And you? I met you, in-between it all
Somewhere
Somewhere, I'm not sure where

Six Holes. Six

Alone we float
Eyes fixed on the night sky
Dimly lit by faint starlight
We all sing of rescue and freedom
All our tunes are solitary cries

That you

together
So take your place now

Oh can't you see that we’re a Family

Let’s stick together y’all, you and me 
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ohhhhh 

Make the world

loved but it was one that never truly loved her back
Now I'm shaking out the sand of a history that's written by the sons
Yeah, we've stood for long

stand by
And they got a place in my heart
Couple brothers I’d die for
And they all know who they are

Real friends, I count those on one hand
I’ll half my

mind
That carried me to our bed
And I look so hard right at you
For some sign that you're coming back

Went to fight, gave it all I could
For the common

some freaks on the weekends
Pull me over to your crib like you can see it
Fucking on you like little Keisha
What's up
I'm next
We have
Safe sex
Oh lord

God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen

The Anita Kerr Singers

Christmas Classics, Vol. 2 [RCA]

1993

God rest ye merry, gentlemen, let nothing you dismay 
Remember Christ our Savior was born on Christmas Day 
To save us all from Satan's power when

So we built a mountain by digging an almighty hole
And on our backs, we carried every rock and stone
But now the hole is deeper than anybody ever

Abandoned

Amon Amarth

Once Sent From the Golden Hall

1998

family get killed
I feel abandoned by my god
I fear death's chill

I see Hell's gates
Towering high
And dark are they
I don't want to die

Oh no!

And oh i love it so much 
Upon arriving at school 
I say what's up to my crew 
And everything seems alright 
But i only act like its cool
Disguising

you think you talking to
Baby I'm far from a fool
It's Team Eastside bitch we all
Play by the rules

I should have know his broke
Ass wasn't gone have

son
It's something we been keeping back
We love you with all our hearts, let us lead with that
This here going to be a lot for you
I know you just got

keep pluggin' away
Been through shit too cumbersome to convey
Y'all see me as a number, I see you as a soul
With a mother that gave birth to her son

Okay, it's time for everyone to show off their experiments. First off, let's start with Crazy Mole
I think he has a pretty interesting experiment
Oh

fashion
God let son be more than a bastard
Ouija board send all to the rapture
Put they carcass dead in a casket
Paul Bearer can keep all ya ashes
Put my

Bullets start flyin, ain't shootin ones
Aimin at gums and killin our sons
While you sit with guitars and strum?
Say what you want, prolly way too late

that's not what my name is
(Oh)
Hoping I cave in?
Music's too loud, can't handle the cadence?
I made hits. Though no-one can play it
Keep your voice down,

anyway
Anyway, oh

The famine is severe
The sky is threatening
Is Simeon still alive?
And now you say to me
You want my youngest son
You may not