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In the ink of our sweat we will find it yet,
The song that is fit for men!
In the ink of our sweat we will find it yet,
The song that is fit for men!
There are more love songs than anything else. If songs could make you do something we'd all love one another.
There are more love songs than anything else. If songs could make you do something we'd all love one another.
I think, whatever mortals crave,
With impotent endeavor,
A wreath--a rank--a throne--a grave--
The read more
I think, whatever mortals crave,
With impotent endeavor,
A wreath--a rank--a throne--a grave--
The world goes round forever;
I think that life is not too long,
And therefore I determine,
That many people read a song,
Who will not read a sermon.
Such songs have power to quiet
The restless pulse of care,
And come like the benediction
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Such songs have power to quiet
The restless pulse of care,
And come like the benediction
That follows after prayer.
I can not sing the old songs now!
It is not that I deem them low,
'Tis read more
I can not sing the old songs now!
It is not that I deem them low,
'Tis that I can't remember how
They go.
I'm a sensitive guy. If you are a woman and you're in any kind of emotional duress and you write read more
I'm a sensitive guy. If you are a woman and you're in any kind of emotional duress and you write a song about it, I'll buy you album.
We are tenting tonight on the old camp ground,
Give us a song to cheer.
We are tenting tonight on the old camp ground,
Give us a song to cheer.
California sunlight - sweet Calcutta rain - Honolulu starbright - the song remains the same.
California sunlight - sweet Calcutta rain - Honolulu starbright - the song remains the same.
A song of hate is a song of Hell;
Some there be who sing it well.
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A song of hate is a song of Hell;
Some there be who sing it well.
Let them sing it loud and long,
We lift our hearts in a loftier song:
We life our hearts to Heaven above,
Singing the glory of her we love,
England.