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Shenandoah I long to hear you
Ah a way. . . you rolling river
O Shenandoah I long to hear you
Away . . . I'm bound to go
'Cross the wide Missouri
Shenandoah I took a notion
Ah a way. . . you rolling river
To sail across the stormy ocean
Away . . . I'm bound to go
'Cross the wide Missouri
'Tis seven long years since last I see thee
Ah a way. . . you rolling river
'Tis seven long years since last I see thee
Away . . . I'm bound to go
'Cross the wide Missouri
Shenandoah I long to hear you
Ah a way. . . you rolling river
O Shenandoah I long to hear you
Away . . . I'm bound to go
'Cross the wide Missouri
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One beautiful day
When we were young
When we had spring on our side
And love couldn't hide from the Sun
On went the tears
And as we learnt how to cry
Our beautiful day passed us by
We used to live . . . only for love
Our little World below and Heaven above
Yes we were living . . . only for loving
Your hear and mine were one
When we were young
REmember the nights
So still and warm
And all the stars in the sky
Made love to your eyes 'til the dawn
When did we start
To drift apart
One day I'll find you and then
Our love will be young once again
We used to live . . . only for love
Our little World below and Heaven above
Yes we were living . . . only for loving
Your hear and mine were one
When we were young
(Yes we were living . . . only for loving
Your heart and mine were one . . . when we were young)
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The Banks of My Own Lovely Lee |
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How oft do my thoughts in their fan-cy take flight to the home of my childhood a-way
To the days when each pa-tri-ots vision seem'd bright Ere I dream'd that those joys should decay
When my heart was as light as the wild winds that blow down the Mar-dyke through each elm tree,
Where I sport'ed and played 'neath each green leaf-y shade on the banks of my own lovely Lee,
Where I sport'ed and played 'neath each green leaf-y shade on the banks of my own lovely Lee,
And then in the springtime o laughter and song,
Will I ever forget the sweet hours
With the friends of my youth rambled along
Amongst the green mossy banks and wild flowers.
Then too, when the evening sun sinking to rest,
Sheds its golden light over the sea
The maid with her lover the wild daisies pressed
On the banks of my lovely Lee,
The maid with her lower the wild daisies pressed
On the banks of my own lovely Lee.
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O lord, my God, when I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the works thy hand has made,
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy pow'r throughout the universe displayed.
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to thee;
How great thou art, how great thou art.
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to thee;
How great thou art, how great thou art.
And when I think: that God his Son not sparing
Sent Him to die - I scarce can take it in;
That on the cross my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died, to take away my sin.
When Christ shall come with shouts of acclamation
And take me home - what joy shall fill my heart!
Then shall I bow in humble adoration,
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You ask how much I need you, must I explain?
I need you, oh my darling, like roses need rain.
You ask how long I'll love you; I'll tell you true:
Until the twelfth of never, I'll be still loving you.
Hold me close, never let me go.
Hold me close, melt my heart like April snow
I'll love you till the bluebells forget to bloom;
I'll love you till the clover has lost its perfume.
I'll love you will the poets run out of rhyme,
Until the twelfth of never and that's a long, long time
Hold me close, never let me go.
Hold me close, melt my heart like April snow.
I'll love you till the bluebells forget to blomm;
I'll love you till the clover has lost its perfume.
I'll love you till the poets run out of rhyme,
Until the twelfth of never and thats a long, long time
Until the twelfth of never and thats a long, long time. |
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There were people of all ages
gathered 'round the gable wall
poor and humble men and women,
little children that you called
We are gathered here before you
and our hearts are jsut the same
filled with joy at such a vision
as we praise your name
Golden Rose, Queen of Ireland
all my cares and troubles cease
as I kneel with love before you
Lady of Knock, my Queen of Peace
Though your message was unspoken
still the truth in silence lies
as we gaze upon your vision,
and the truth I try to find
Here I stand with John the teacher,
and with Joseph at your side
and I see the Lamb of God
on the Altar glorified
Golden Rose, Queen of Ireland
all my cares and troubles cease
as I kneel with love before you
Lady of Knock, my Queen of Peace
And the Lamb will conquer
and the woman clothed in the sun
will shine Her light on everyone
And the Lamb will conquer
and the woman clothed in the sun
will shine Her light on everyone
Golden Rose, Queen of Ireland
all my cares and troubles cease
as I kneel with love before you
Lady of Knock, my Queen of Peace
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Underneath the lantern by the barrack gate,
Darling I remember the way you used to wait;
'Twas you lov'd me, you'd always be,
My illi of the lamplight,
My own Lilli Marlene.
Time would come for roll call time for us to part
Darling I'd caress you and press you to my heart.
And there 'neath that far off lantern light
I'd hold you tight we'd kiss goodnight,
My illi of the lamplight,
My own Lilli Marlene.
Orders came for sailing somewhere over there,
All confined to barracks was ore than I could bear;
I knew you were waiting in the street,
I heard your feet but could not meet,
My illi of the lamplight,
My own Lilli Marlene.
Resting in a billet just behind the line
Even tho' we're parted your lips are close to mine,
You wait where that lantern softly gleams
Your sweet face seems to haunt my dreams,
My illi of the lamplight,
My own Lilli Marlene.
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The chimes of time ring out the news
Another day is through
Someone slipped and fell
Was that someone you?
You may have longed for added strength
Your courage to renew
Do not be disheartened
For I have news for you
It is no secret what God can do
What He's done for others, He'll do for you
With arms wide open, He'll pardon you
It is no secret what God can do
There is no night for in His light
You never walk alone
Always feel at home
Wherever you may go
There is no power can conquer you
While God is on your side
Take Him and His promise
Don't run away and hide
It is no secret what God can do
What He's done for others, He'll do for you
With arms wide open, He'll pardon you
It is no secret what God can do |
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Oh Danny Boy, the pipes the pipes are calling,
from glen to glen and down the mountain side
The Summer's gone and all the roses dying,
'tis you, 'tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide.
But come ye back when Summer's in the meadow,
or when the valley's hushed and white with snow.
'Tis I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny Boy, Oh Danny Boy I love you so.
And when ye come and all the flowers are dying
If I am dead, as dead I well may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an Ave there for me.
Oh Danny Boy, the pipes the pipes are calling,
from glen to glen and down the mountain side
The Summer's gone and all the roses dying,
'tis you, 'tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide.
And I shall hear tho' soft you tread above me
And all my grave will warmer sweeter be
If you will bend and tell me that you love me
Then I shall sleep in peace until you come to see me. |
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The pale moon was ris-ing a - bove the green mountain the sun was declining beneath the blue sea.
When I strayed with my love o'er the pure crystal fountain that stands in the beautiful vale of Tralee.
She was lovely and fair as the rose in the summer. Yet t'was not her beauty along that won me.
Oh no t'was the truth in her eyes ever dawning that made me love Mary the Rose of Tralee.
The cool shades of evening their mantles were spreading
And Mary, all smiling sat listening to me
The moon thro' the valley her pale rays was shedding
When I wont the heart of the Rose of Tralee.
The lovely and fair as the rose of the summer
Yet 'twas not her beauty alone that won me
Oh! no, 'twas the truth in her eye ever dawning
That made me love Mary, the Rose of Tralee. |
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Amazing grace! How sweet the sound,
that saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost, but now I'm found,
was blind, but now I see
Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
and grace my fears relieved.
How precious did that grace appear,
the hour I first believed
Though many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come
Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
and grace will lead me home
When we're been there ten thousand years
bright shining as the sun
We've no less days to sing God's praise
than when we first began
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I've met some folks who say that I'm a dreamer
And I've no doubt theres truth in what they say
But sure a body's bound to be a dreamer
When all those things he loves are far away
And special things are dreams unto an exile
They take him oer the land across the sea
Especially when it happens the he's in exile
From that there lovely Isle of Innisfree
And when the moonlight beams across the rooftops
Of this great city wondrous though it be
I scarcely feel its wonder or its laughter
I'm once again back home in Innisfree
I wander oer greenhills to dreamy valleys
And find peace no other land could know
I hear the birds make music fit for Angels
And hear rivers laughing as they flow
And then unto a humble shack I wander
My dear old home I tenderly behold
The folks I love around the turf fire gather
On bended knees the Rosarie is told
But drams dont last
Thought dreams are not forgotten
And soon I'm back to stern reality
Now though they pave the foothways here with gold dust
I still would choose my Isle of Innishfree
(Repeat last two lines)
Now though they pave the foothways here with gold dust
I still would choose my Isle of Innishfree |
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