mercies endureth for ever, yeah! (Give Jah all the thanks and praises!) Oh, children, come on, and give Jah - (Give Jah all the thanks and praises!) Children, come on, and give Jah - (Give
neck All his limbs, everything was twisted and he said ?I won't give up, won't give up, don't let me give up I won't give up, come here, let me go up
a ride I whispered in her ear, said, "My car's outside" At first she laughed and said, "Nah, not yet" Then I told her it's a 'Vette and she said "bet
sits in the middle of a raft that floats down floats down the middle of a river, of a stream, floating down and the tears streaming from the mind's eye streaming
me do the wrong damn thing Sticking my head in a cold, cold stream Like my sweet little Lisa does I'm sticking my head in a cold, cold stream Like my sweet little
to do country dreams Oh, please don't push me anymore It's gonna work out fine I know I said, I'd quit before But just give me a little more time, country
little boy he told me something just the other night. He whispered it as I kissed him before I turned out the light And of course he said it simple as
stream? Shall we liquefy Oh you and I And vanish into the sea? Still sleeping you woke me up Muttering in your dream In darkness I could feel your Your little
the floor, an' one of his ears Ha, he cut that thing off even with the sideburns You might say the little Mexican fella, he just didn't give a durn
little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto
-a in And she said-a, "How much for-a one red rose?" And-a he look-a at her with big-a smile And he said-a, "Ten cent" And I said-a, "Boss, how come-
I just might have rode away With that woman riding off to God knows where So the years they came and went and found me living in a tent Far above a little marble stream
you, I was a child trying to be a man I walked out on my only son, I left you in your mother's hands And now I'm standing right here With tears, with tears streaming
our stream but we didn't give a fuck ya know we had some cheap american brews ya know some nice hot dogs figured ya know...get out the little transistor
ride I whispered in her ear, said, "My car's outside" At first she laughed and said, "Nah, not yet" Then I told her it's a 'Vette and she said "bet" "
Your digesting, By sending all the nutrients In through the villi, Which look a little silli But act as little vents The blood stream passes; the nutrients
