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Song Glory, Glory, Hallelujah! (Album Version) - The Staple Singers. Glory, Glory, Hallelujah. When I lay my burden down. No more sickness. No more sorrow. When I lay my burden down. I'm gonna tell
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sailing no more. . {Red sails in the sunset}. Way out on the sea (ooh-wee-ooh, wee-ooh). Oh, carry my loved one. {Home safely to me}. . {bracketed words are sung by Nat in unison with background
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Song Freedom Highway (Album Version) - The Staple Singers. March for freedom's highway. March each and every day. Made up my mind and I won't turn around. Made up my mind and I won't turn around
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Song The Lord's Prayers (Album Version) - The Staple Singers. Our father, which are in heaven. Hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done. On Earth, as it is in Heaven. Give us this day
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Song Will the Circle Be Unbroken - The Staple Singers. I was standing by my window. On a cold and cloudy day. When I saw the hearse come rollin'. For to take my mother away. Will the circle be
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Theme From "Summer Of '42"- Ray Conniff, The Singers. The summer smiles, the summer knows, . And unashamed, she sheds her clothes. . The summer smoothes the restless sky . And lovingly she warms the
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Song This Train - The Staple Singers. This Train Dont carry no Gamblers This Train. This Train Dont carry no Gamblers no High flyers no midnight ramblers. This Train Dont carry no Gamblers This Train
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Song Be Careful of Stones That You Throw - The Staple Singers. Oh, a tongue can accuse and carry bad news. Gossip is cheap and it's lo-o-ow. So unless you've made no mistakes in your life. Just be
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Song If I Could Hear My Mother Pray Again (Album Version) - The Staple Singers. When memory recalls them now and then. And with what rapture sweet, my weary heart would beat. If I could hear my
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Nat king cole. Written by mel torme and robert walls. . - (#3-1946). . Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,. Jack frost nipping at your nose,. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir. And folks
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Nat king cole. Written by mel torme and robert walls. . - (#3-1946). . Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,. Jack frost nipping at your nose,. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir. And folks
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Nat king cole. Written by mel torme and robert walls. . - (#3-1946). . Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,. Jack frost nipping at your nose,. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir. And folks
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Open up the doghouse. Open up the doghouse. Rover, Rover, move it over. Two cats are comin' in Nat, you look like a man with a story , I sure have. I told my wife we oughta save money. That's
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Open up the doghouse. Open up the doghouse. Rover, Rover, move it over. Two cats are comin' in Nat, you look like a man with a story , I sure have. I told my wife we oughta save money. That's
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We lift our hands in the sanctuary. We lift our hands to give you the glory. We lift our hands to give you the praise. And we will praise you for the rest of our days. Yes we will praise you for
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feeling that. Once lived in this house Laughin' and dying. At the mirror in the hall. Talkin' to myself. A memory don't remember at all. Last thing you told me was the first thing that brought on these
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If you disrespect everybody that you run in to. How in the world do you think everybody's s'posed to respect you?. If you don't give a heck about the man with the bible in his hand. Just get out
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If you disrespect everybody that you run in to. How in the world do you think everybody's s'posed to respect you?. If you don't give a heck about the man with the bible in his hand. Just get out
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ngày . Lời yêu xưa đã vội qua, lãng quên theo thời gian vì yêu em tình tôi nát tan . Người đã ra đi quên một lời thề, người đã ra đi không ngày trở về . Đã mất đi giấc mơ, còn đâu đây bóng em. Giờ em
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Verse 1. I know I pop into your head sometimes. Right down the hallway, your eyes locked with mine. You saw me coming, you saw me coming to you. But you started running, started running from me. Pre
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If you disrespect anybody that you run in to. How in the world do you think anybody's s'posed to respect you. If you don't give a heck 'bout the man with the bible in his hand, y'all. Just get out
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There may be trouble ahead. But while there's moonlight and music. And love and romance. Let's face the music and dance Before the fiddlers have fled. Before they ask us to pay the bill. And
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There may be trouble ahead. But while there's moonlight and music. And love and romance. Let's face the music and dance Before the fiddlers have fled. Before they ask us to pay the bill. And
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Old black magic has me in its spell. Old black magic that you weave so well. Those icy fingers up and down my spine. The same old witch craft when your eyes meet mine. Same old tingle that I feel
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Old black magic has me in its spell. Old black magic that you weave so well. Those icy fingers up and down my spine. The same old witch craft when your eyes meet mine. Same old tingle that I feel
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