Blackleg Miner. (Traditional, arranged by Seven Nations). . It's in the evening after dark. When the blackleg miner creeps to work. In his moleskin pants and his dirty shirt.
I can tell that your angry with me. By the way that you fall asleep. . Its like your dreaming against me. And your body moves to the edge of the lake.
Snooooooooooop. Snooooooooooop. . Chorus:. When the pimp's in the crib ma. Drop it like it's hot (x3). When the pigs try to get at ya. Park it like it's hot (x3).
Big Dog. (Words and music by Kirk McLeod, arranged by Seven Nations). . Maybe we're the ones to blame. And maybe we're the ones who are insane. Well I stole a line for God.
Don't walk with the devil. By 7m3. . Frequently down at the open-air bar,. The regulars run a dirty jukebox. And scowl at the weekenders swilled in their mock veneer..
Plead my cause oh Lord, You fight for me. Be my shield, stand for me. . Jesus, my King. My God, my friend, my everything. And I'll sing to You, I'll sing to Your name.
Back Home In Derry. (Traditional melody; lyrics by B Sands). . In 1803 we sailed out to sea. Out from the sweet town of Derry. For Australia bound if we didn't all drown.
I had an awful wakeup dream, everything was just what it seemed. I had a nightmare soaked in light, everything was cracked from inside. I've seen the way I go in the end, I shut my eyes to begin.
Jesus Christ, our Savior who is the propitiation. The satisfaction if you would, for our sins. And not just for our sins but for the sins of the whole world.
Would You ever want to walk with me?. Would You ever want to talk with me today?. Would You ever want to think with me. And stop to ponder life along the way?.
I have rescued you from a trail of tears. In a world of fear. Did you know that I'd be there?. Every time I speak your name. There's a shiver that holds me close.
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound. That saved a wretch like me.. I once was lost but now I'm found,. Was blind but now I see.. T'was grace that taught my heart to fear.
It will take a fancy store. For mom and dad. To forget what they never had. . It will only take one moment. To make her believe. She's something worth trying on.
Fall, fall my eyes onto the page. Filling my mind with endless knowledge but in vain. Puff, puff my mind blows up and I. Am left with everything that nothing is inside.
All You People. (Written by Kirk McLeod and Aidan McGovern, arranged by Seven Nations). . All you people. Won't you come into the right. There's no need to fight anymore today.
I slept through Easter yesterday. Right through Christmas just the same. The priest came up to me all up in arms. He said, "Devil boy what have you done?".
A Rare Auld Time. (Written by Kirk McLeod and Aiden McGovern, arranged by Kirk McLeod). . It's three a.m. and we're down at Bridie's. The music's grand the craic it flows.
Why am I a stranger in this house?. When everything that's here belongs to me. You carry the weight for me. You couldn't wait for me. When you're away from me.