had the time to stay But I'm a tumbleweed blowin' in the wind I've got to catch another stage I strap on my guitar just like a 45 I pray each night my
be peace in the valley for me oh Lord I pray (There'll be no sadness no sorrow my Lord no trouble trouble I see) There will be peace in the valley for me [ guitar
Sunday morning, I heard Mama pray, from a room I heard her say "Good Lord, help my son find his way Lord, he's just a country boy, he thinks the world
And he knows, he believes in the Lord He believes in one big God And one big Heaven Oh, that's when we all want To be going Well Daddy, played his guitar
and she won't be true. On sunday mornin' when we go down to church See the menfolk standin' in line. Don't say they come to pray to the lord But when
little woman and she won't be true. On Sunday mornin' when we go down to church See the menfolk standin' in line. Don't say they come to pray to the Lord
Christ my Lord is there [ guitar ] Oh I'm tossed about and driven by the foe Sad within without wherever I may go But I press along still looking up in prayer
readin' of God's words How I like to hear that glory hallelujah singin' How I like the old time worship of the Lord [ guitar ] How I like the old time... [ guitar
head cause Santa Claus comes tonight [ guitar ] (Bells are ringing children singing all is merry and bright Hang your stockings and say your prayers cause
know. A glimpse of hope grow inside, a change of tide. The offspring of the unknown gods beautifies the aura of this Miracles. Answered prayers of survival
face are a long hard climb I just sit cross-legged with my old guitar It kind of makes me feel like a rock and roll star Well, it makes me laugh, Lord
Chorus: Kumba ya my Lord kumba ya Kumba ya my Lord kumba ya Oh Lord kumba ya Kumba ya my Lord kumba yo Kumba ya my Lord kumba yo Go tell it to
hide I'm hundcuffed to the love I've thought was mine [ guitar + vibes ] I'm handcuffed to the only love I knew Like a prisoner a serving a lifetime Oh Lord
the water spout And he said I thank the Lord that I took him at his word I'm so glad I'm on the inside looking out [ fiddle - guitar ] Good old Daniel
searching for a sight unseen For what his father has not been He's searching for a feeling, he calls home Went to church to pray for a sign Throw me a rope, Lord
little woman and she won't be true On Sunday morning when we go down to church See the menfolk standin' in line Don't say they come to pray to the Lord
this mo'nin I looked at special risin' sun Now, I pray up to the good Lord That my special rider, she would come (guitar) I got up off-a my pallet
for the money, and sign for another loan, And pray the Lord doesn't see us stop in the tavern half-way home. Chorus: repeat: Play melody on the guitar