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God's own drunk and a fearless man. And that's when I first saw the bear. He was a Kodiak lookin' fella 'bout nineteen feet tall. He rambled up over the hill. Expectin' me to do one of two things
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God's own drunk and a fearless man. And that's when I first saw the bear. He was a Kodiak lookin' fella 'bout nineteen feet tall. He rambled up over the hill. Expectin' me to do one of two things
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Verse 1. God and God alone created all these things we call our own. From the mighty to the small the Glory in them all is God's and God's alone. . Chorus. God and God alone is fit to take the
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Song God'S Own Singer - The Flying Burrito Brothers. Straight-backed chair and a table. Where he sits when he's able. To walk over from bedridden misery. To record from his thoughts. On a worn out
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Own It. It's yours Yours. You're still the one that I adore. Ain't much out there to have feelings for. Guess who's it is? Guess who's it is?. Guess who's it is? Guess who's it is?. Yours. A
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Own It. It's yours Yours. You're still the one that I adore. Ain't much out there to have feelings for. Guess who's it is? Guess who's it is?. Guess who's it is? Guess who's it is?. Yours. A
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Own It. It's yours Yours. You're still the one that I adore. Ain't much out there to have feelings for. Guess who's it is? Guess who's it is?. Guess who's it is? Guess who's it is?. Yours. A
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It's my own fault, baby. Treat me the way you wanna do It's my own fault, baby. Treat me the way you wanna do. Yes, when you were loving me, baby. At that time, little girl, I didn't love you She
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smoke to get high. My love is real, as real as our God. Who has spoken on how we can fly. My love is real, as real as the flowers. Flowers, flowers, flowers You're twenty-two, why aren't you free
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Them that's got shall get. Them that's not shall lose. So the Bible said and it still is news. Mama may have, Papa may have. But God bless the child that's got his own. That's got his own Yes
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(Hey - Hey - Hey - Hey). (Ho - Ho - Ho - Ho) Who calls this child to walk on her own?. (Hey - Hey - Hey - Hey). Who leads her down this treacherous road?. (Hey - Hey - Hey - Hey). She's dancin
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his own. That's got his own Yeah, the strong gets more. While the weak ones fade. Empty pockets don't. Ever make the grade Momma may have. Poppa may have. But God bless the child. That's got his
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Tell me that it's nobody's fault. Nobody's fault but my own. Tell me that it's nobody's fault. Nobody's fault but my own Tell me that it's nobody's fault. Nobody's fault but my own. Tell me that
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love's own song Tell me now. Tell me how this could ever happen. You are the one. That showed me right from wrong Come on home to me, babe. You know that I love you. Remember you and me. We were
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is man that He's mindful of us?. We're merely clay in his hands. And what am I that He loves me so much, He would die. You know, well I can say is It's God, truly God. Can you see, can you hear
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Them that's got shall have. Them that's not shall lose. So the Bible said and it still is news. Mama may have, Papa may have. But God bless the child that's got his own. That's got his own
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on my own Hook. Did you miss me? No, I don't know where I'm goin'. But I'm goin', now is you comin' with me?. Up, up and away. Hey, do you trust me?. If I was on my last dollar, dead broke, assed
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