And I heard as it were the noise of thunder.. One of the four beasts saying "come and see". and I saw, and behold a white horse.. . There's a man going around taking names.
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I'm the last of the babies of the World War 2. World War 2 and that's the one we didn't lose, I heard that. I was raised on biscuits, Spam and powdered eggs.
I was standin' by my window yesterday morning. Without a thought of worry or of care. When I saw the postman comin' up the pathway. With such a happy face and jolly air..
When I was a curly headed baby. My daddy sat me down upon his knee. He said, "Boy, you go to school and learn your letters. Don't you be a dirty miner like me".
The House Is Falling Down. . (). . Men had need of shelter from the evil, from the night. The devil ? wind was blowin? and from heaven came a light. The Son of God, a carpenter and He came with a plan.
Oh, the hells I. put myself through. The fights I. didn't need to fight. This thick head of mine. ya couldn't get through. Had to do it wrong. just to get it right.
I have always had my heroes, I've loved a lot of legends. Many men in my mind are ridin' tall. But my cowboy hero hats off to the man who rode a donkey.
What a beautiful thought I am thinking. Concerning the great speckled bird. And to know that my name is recorded. On the pages of God's holy word. . Desiring to lower her standards.
What a beautiful thought I am thinking. Concerning the great speckled bird. And to know that my name is recorded. On the pages of God's holy word. . Desiring to lower her standards.
What a beautiful thought I am thinking. Concerning the great speckled bird. And to know that my name is recorded. On the pages of God's holy word. . Desiring to lower her standards.
I left the field one evening, my fingers so cold and sore. From fair to middlin' cotton, three hundred pounds or more. Jim McCann was still pickin' straddle in the row.
I'm a charger. That charges through the night. Like an orange bolt of lightning. Passing everything in sight. I'm the best pal the Duke boys ever had.
Well I knew A boy named Willie Brown He was A lover of our town. wherever he went the girls fell down, and cryed for Willie Brown. crazy about Willie Brown Tall and dark and lean and long.
Refrain:. They wouldn't bend. They held on to the will of God so we are told. They wouldn't bow. They would not bow their knees to Idols made of gold.
The baby's eyes are red from weeping. It's little heart is filled with pain. And Daddy cried they're taking Mama. Away from us on the evening train. .
A little child on a sickbed lay,. And death was very near.. He was the pride and the only child of a railroad engineer.. . His duty had called him from those he loved,.
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The Cremation of Sam McGee. . The Cremation of Sam McGee. (Robert W. Service). . There are strange things done 'neath the midnight sun. by the men who moil for gold..
I live in the cemetery ol' caretaker they call me. In the wintertime I rake the leaves and in the summer I cut the weeds. When a funeral comes the people cry and pray.