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| ~Some Songs for Tiffany.....~ |
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| ~Go Rest High On That Mountain~ | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| I know your life On earth was troubled And only you could know the pain You weren't afraid to face the devil You were no stranger to the rain... ~So Go rest high on that mountain Hon, your work on earth is done Go to heaven a shoutin' Love for the Father and the Son |
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| Oh, how we cried the day you left us We gathered round your grave to grieve I wish I could see the angels faces When they hear your sweet voice sing... ~So Go rest high on that mountain Hon, your work on earth is done Go to Heaven a shoutin' Love for the Father and the Son.......... |
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| Sometimes a song can touch a nerve That takes me back to you When I pick up my old guitar And I play your favorite tune Every now and then, some little thing I've buried comes bubblin' up And once in a while, you feel close enough to touch ~I miss you a little since you've been gone A few little memories keep hangin' on I miss you a little, I guess you could say A little too much, a little too often A little more every day When I go by our old house I pretend that you're still there Waiting for me on the porch But there's just an empty chair Wish I could see you one more time Before I drive away ~I miss you a little since you've been gone A few little memories keep hangin' on I miss you a little, I guess you could say A little too much, a little too often A little more every day.... A little too much, a little too often A LITTLE MORE EVERY DAY......... |
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| "Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me... I once was lost but now am found, Was blind, but now, I see. T'was Grace that taught... my heart to fear. And Grace, my fears relieved. How precious did that Grace appear... the hour I first believed. Through many dangers, toils and snares... we have already come. T'was Grace that brought us safe thus far... and Grace will lead us home. The Lord has promised good to me... His word my hope secures. He will my shield and portion be... as long as life endures. When we've been here a thousand years... bright shining as the sun. We've no less days to sing God's praise... than when we've first begun. "Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me... I once was lost but now am found, Was blind, but now, I see. |
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