: She said I was seven and you were nine I looked at you like the stars that shine in the sky. The pretty lights And our daddies used to joke about
Grateful for each hand we hold Gathered round this table. From far and near we travel home, Blessed that we are able. Grateful for this sheltered place
maple sugar, honey, hot buttered rum When gloves and boots and woolen parkas bring cold comfort to the heart and bitter memories freeze the tongue and songs
one (bizzy bizzy) Mercy Mary, there she, very weary, really wish u would tell me all of my plan n momma she loves me, Mercy Mary, Mercy Mary, Mercy Mary
And you see that you're leaving And you that you're gone And you see there's no saying goodbye All the trees in mourning The light is late from the sun
who you are So do what you want 'cuz I know that you can But I've got to be true to myself and to you So on with the song, I don't give a damn
She said, 'I was seven and you were nine I looked at you like the stars that shined In the sky, the pretty lights' 'And our daddies used to joke about
's still the best mom Two kids ever had Oh, Mother, we need you every day We think we'll keep you Oh, Mother, we love you Even more than songs can say
inch, row by row, someone bless these seeds I sow Someone warm them from below 'til the rain comes tumbling down So plant your rows straight and long, temper them with prayer and song
got a hammer, and I got a bell, and I got a song to sing, all over this land. It's the hammer of Justice, it's the bell of Freedom, it's the song about
When I was a young man courting the girls I played me a waiting game If a maid refused me with tossing curls I'd let the old earth take a couple of twirls
This is my song O gods of all the nations A song of peace for lands so far away This is my home, a country where my heart is Here grew my hopes and dreams
CHRISTMAS IS MY TWO FRONT TEETH WINTER WANDERLAND SLEIGH RIDE SILVER BELLS WE WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS CHIPMUNK CHRISTMAS JINGLE BELLS AND THE CHIPMUNKS SONG
lady I have a song to sing, O (What is your song, O?) It is sung with the ring of the songs maids sing Who loved with a love life-long-o It's a song
He is now to be among you at the calling of your hearts Rest assured this troubadour is acting on His part The union of your spirits, here, has caused
time, only better We're a song that must be sung together Like the first time, only this time Could it be forever? Like the first time, only better We're a song
and see what they sound like together The song is love, the song is love The song is love, the song is love The song is love, the song is love The song is love, the song
This house goes on sale every Wednesday morning And taken off the market in the afternoon You can buy a piece of it if you want to It's been good to me
