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calling with the righteousness respond, I hear him calling let the righteous respond. To the weary and lonely he is callin his church to be a light in the darkness show his glory and work for though
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I met her in church, I met her in church. On a Sunday mornin'. She looked at me, with eyes aglow. As the choir sang a 'Hallelujah'. (Hallelujah) I met her in church, I met her in church
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I met her in church, I met her in church. On a Sunday mornin'. She looked at me, with eyes aglow. As the choir sang a 'Hallelujah'. (Hallelujah) I met her in church, I met her in church
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I met her in church, I met her in church. On a Sunday mornin'. She looked at me, with eyes aglow. As the choir sang a 'Hallelujah'. (Hallelujah) I met her in church, I met her in church
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There is a way that leads to life,. the few that find it never die. Past mountain peaks graced white with snow,. the way grows brighter as it goes Chorus. There is A road inside of you,. inside
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How many times I've heard you say. You want to see Zion. How many times I've heard you say. I and I belong. In this road we trodding. Winding and turning. As we bend a new corner. In this
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take me down. (Take me down). You better take me down. (Take me down). Take me down to the little white church. Take me down. (Take me down). Take me down. (Take me down). Take me down to the little
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last true mouthpiece. Every Sunday's getting more bleak. A fresh poison each week. 'We were born sick,' you heard them say it. My church offers no absolutes. She tells me 'worship in the bedroom'. The
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, alright, no church in the wild Verse 1 Jay-Z. Tears on the mausoleum floor. Blood stains the Colosseum doors. Lies on the lips of a priest. Thanksgiving disguised as a feast. Rolling in Rolls Royce
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It's the old ship of Zion. It's the old ship of Zion. It's the old ship of Zion. I got on board early one mornin'. I got on board Ain't no danger in the water. Ain't no danger in the water
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How many times I've heard you say. You want to see Zion. How many times I've heard you say. I and I belong. In this road we trodding,. Winding and turning. As we bend a new corner,. In this
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Bài hát TV In Black & White - Lana Del Rey. If you get lonely, think of me only. Prison isn’t going to keep me from you. Remember Coney Island and how we. Get into the water, ’till the waves turned
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In the yard, behind the church where. Butterflies and blackbirds search for. A safe place to rest the night away We will go down to the brook and. Sit upon the overlook then. Forget about the
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diamonds. Sipping on champagne. She was all uptown, wearing that white gown. Taking his last name. She could those church bells. Ringing, ringing. And up in the loft, that whole choir singing, singing. Fold
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, hunger is the purest sin. It is empty church in a crowded bin. I've wept and I've stumbled. I fought and I craved. For the gravy of your soul. But all I want to do now is walk along. Down barren
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(bass). Chad wackerman (drums) (somebody in the crowd yells in something in french. what is it? ) You know today the church is in a terrible state. the bucks just arent rollin in like they used to
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the television. Throwaway youth. ya gotta take a stand. Music is your only weapon. Spanners. in the works go start your gang. New church. Join the New Church. Be a Lord Of The New Church. Lords
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got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man. We gots to keeps it burning on the road to Zion, man Sometimes I can't help but feel helpless. I'm havin daymares in daytime. Wide awake try to relate
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. Everybody's low. Got they back on the wall. I'm in the middle doing my twist on the floor. Baby girl, shake it. Money, I'ma make it. The men in the club so wild. I'ma still take it. Reppin with Zion and
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you. Will have and hold you. You look so beautiful in white. And from now till my very last breath. This day I'll cherish. You look so beautiful in white. Tonight. ♪. What we have is timeless. My love
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Bài hát Stick That In Your Country Song - Eric Church. Take me on up to Detroit city. Jails are full, the factories empty. Mama's crying, young boys dying. Under that red white and blue still flying
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know the last words that they spoke were, Who loves me? People in glass house should not be throwing stones. A sticker on a record won't give your kids a home So sad it takes someone to die for you to
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Precious years of memories. Oh, what joy they bring to me. How I long once more to be. With my friends at the old country church How I wish that today all the people would pray. Like we prayed in that
