by Bob Hartman and Greg Bailey Based on Phil 3:13-14 Life is filled with many chances Some you took, and you some you blew Your path in life can turn
Letra y Música by Dave Browning Señor llévame a tus atrios Al lugar santo Al altar de bronce Señor Tu rostro quiero ver
Hey ho, nobody home Meat nor drink nor money, have I none Yet shall we be merry Hey ho, nobody home Hey ho, nobody home (Meat nor drink nor money, have
And when I die, and when I'm dead, dead and gone There'll be one child born and a world to carry on There'll be one child born to carry on I'm not scared
Show me the prison, show me the jail Show me the prisoner whose face is growin' pale And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why There but
I'm not ashamed to say I need You You satisfy my every need And when I yield to You And give my love You always set me free I'm not ashamed to talk about
Do you ever think about the ways you're getting older? You sit around and realize your heart is colder There'll come a time you'll think your youth is
Sometimes we're runnin' along Blind to where we're goin' Sometimes we lose our bearings When the storm is blowin' We know this shadow land is only temporary
Standing in a crowded bar alone pissed out of my mind, "Hello baby, how are you ?", a voice came from behind. I turn to see a tasty blonde but cannot
War ein land das erwachte im Dunkel der längsten Nacht. War ein Traum der Flügel hatte aus Hoffnung und Licht gemacht. Er stieg auf zu den Sternen
Hush-a-bye, don't you cry, go to sleep you little baby. When you wake you shall have all the pretty little horses. Dapples and greys, pintos and bays,
(Anne Feeney) Was it Cesar Chavez or Rosa Parks that day? Some say Dr. King or Ghandi Set them on their way No matter who your mentors are It's pretty
(Pete Seeger) Oh, had I a golden thread And needle so fine I'd weave a tapestry Of rainbow design Of rainbow design Far over the water I'd weave my
(Bob Dylan) Come gather 'round people where ever you roam And admit that the waters around you have grown And accept it that soon you'll be drenched
(Stookey/Batteaste/Mezzetti) Hey ho, nobody home, meat nor drink nor money have I none Yet shall we be merry, Hey ho, nobody home. Hey ho, nobody home
(Laura Nyro) [Refrain:] And when I die, and when I'm dead, dead and gone, There'll be one child born and a world to carry on, There'll be one child born
(Yarrow/Stookey) Hush-a-bye, don't you cry, go to sleep you little baby. When you wake you shall have all the pretty little horses. Dapples and greys
Der Himmel rosarot und weit und alle Erde leuchtet auf. Fur jeden neuen Traum bereit, breite ich meine Flugel aus. Ein Meer aus Farben unter mir und
