Girl, oh you came to me Touched my life Girl, how you sheltered me Touched my life It's the joy you gave to me When I was on my own alone Girl, your
Please, Mr. Lacey, let me work your loving machine Please, Mr. Lacey, let me work your loving machine Will you let me control the handles? You know it
I come and stand at every door But no-one hears my silent plea I knock and yet remain unseen For I am dead for I am dead I need no fruit nor even rice
I was just walkin' out the door It's too bad you didn't come before I waited so long, so long, so long There's no time to wait any more How I cried for
I've been waitin' for you, yeah Girl, I've been searchin' so long through this world Tryin' to find someone who could be What my picture of love was to
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Oh that city on Mont Zion though a pilgrim yet I love Thee still I'll not leave Thee through the ages when I reach that city on the hill On the top of
I used to want you Now I want to make you nervous Now I want to make you hate Now I want to make you crazy So that we can still relate And we could get
I remember daddy playing the Wildwood Flower When we'd gather round the parlor of our home Uncle Wesley played the fiddle and John R played the banjo
I was ridin' No. 9, headin' south from Caroline I heard that lone vow-vow, some whistle blow Got in trouble, had to roam, left my gal and left my home
It was on a Sunday morning when I found him standing all alone starin' into space He looked like a man had lived a hard life and the hurt of it showed
I was raised on corn bread and gravy And I slept in a cardboard box till I was nearly three I bathed myself in muddy river runnin' by our shack By the
I BETCHA MY HEART I LOVE YOU Writers Bob Miller and Esther VanSciver I betcha my heart I love ya I betcha my dreams are of ya That's why I sing so
I walked through the whispering forest, not a man made sound could I hear A time fawn was playing there without a sign of fear I walked alone up to mountain
Once I lived a life of wine and roses And I drank a lot, back then for one concern Success for me lay just around the corner I thought my social friends
(There'll be no detours in heaven no rough roads along the way I'm using my Bible for a roadmap my last stop is heaven some sweet day) I'm using my Bible
Now friend if you'll just listen to me You'll get some good hard earned advice Now I don't aim to meddle in your business I'm just tryin' to save you
Hmm (oh ain't he cute) ah well I don't like to get up if I feel like sleeping No and I don't like to sweep my floor if I don't feel like sweeping [ Both
