Lyrics:
you'd be mine.
I've waited until I could claim you,
I hope I've not waited in vain.
For when it's spring in the valley,
I'm coming, my sweetheart,
Al Schackman
Chorus:
Walkin' on this road to my town. Walkin' on this road to home.
Travelin' through these hills and valleys. Travelin' and I'm all
I'm the man on the mountain
Come on up
I'm the plowman in the valley
With a face full of mud
Yes I'm fumbling
And I know my car don't start
Yes I'm
Jesus
"As long as you're blood was red"
It reaches to the highest mountain
And it flows to the lowest valley
The blood that gives me strength
From
AK
We all can get along or we can do it Carlito's Way
'Cause even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I fear no evil, got
I see you again
You're so beautiful
That I'm in paradise
Each time I see you again
I remember some hidden valley
Where the skies are never still
ya)
(You're all wet) The nigga with the big fat trigger
(You're all wet) The nigga with the big fat trigger
S-I-M-I
Valley for the KKK, Rodney!
There's a light in the house in the wood in the valley.
There's a thought in the head of the man.
Who carries his dreams like the coat slung on his
(whew)
I feel so much better
I will show them, I have my ID
so they know I am good people
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow
way?
Where Steinbeck found the valley
And he wrote about it the way it was in his travelin's with Charley
And have you ever walked down through
She told him she didn't know
If she heard a bell she could tell him all about it
As she dropped over that hill
And stopped off in the valley
She
Sunset glow fades in the west,
Night o'er the valley is creeping!
Birds cuddle down in their nest,
Soon all the world will be sleeping
Well I have stood upon the mountain
I have seen the other side
Wrestled with the devil
I have wrestled with my pride
Been down in the valley
I
of the sky and landed on
Icculus's shoulder, and Icculus whispered into the bird's ear, and it flew
off toward Wilson's castle in the valley below.
Fly
Can't we two go walkin' together out beyond the valley of trees?
Out where there's a hillside of heather curtseyin' gently in the breeze
That's
speakin' my mind (Okay so let me speak mine, too) (Hmmmmmm)
(I've made some mountains, I've seen some valleys)
(I've even had to cry sometimes)
(Like when I
takes her last breath
And as the dawn begins to break
Across the fields, valleys and the lakes
A baby's cry greets the light of day
Merry Christmas
bugs on her headlights
And runs in her hose
Through the valley of the shadow of Roosevelt's nose
Adios, South Dakota, adios Sally Rose
They've got
Sometimes the world is a valley of heartaches and tears
And in the hustle and bustle, no sunshine appears
But you and I have our love always there
Over meadows, over mountains
They came from valleys and from streams
Every poet and every king
And one little shepherd with a dream
But
died in your deserts
We died in your valleys and we died on your plains
We died 'neath your trees and we died in your bushes
Both sides of the river, we
Sometimes the world is a valley of heartaches and tears
And in the hustle and bustle, no sunshine appears
But you and I have our love always there
He was born in the Bitterroot Valley in the early morning rain
Wild geese over the water heading north and home again
Bringing a warm wind from
Peaceful valleys, mountaintops
No dark alleys, or sudden stops
This is my prayer
This is my prayer for you
Love is calling, starry skies
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