someday I'd like to see a cross set up for a real live human being who bled to death to maintain the sanctity of mary mary & child scream the bigots
souls someday I'd like to see a cross set up for a real live human being who bled to death to maintain the sanctity of mary mary & child scream the bigots
hand, said, "We're not those kind of men. It's peace and quiet that we need to go back to work again." Joey, Joey, King of the streets, child of clay
Darkness no longer, a child is born Mother shed tears of joy as baby test his lungs My daddy's not there where he ought to be Somewhere in Georgia, skinning
hand, said," We're not those kind of men It's peace and quiet that we need to go back to work again" Joey, Joey King of the streets, child of clay Joey
three, And the mothers called, "Mary, call home your child," their eyes all drowned in tears. Mary mild (Mary mild, Mary mild), Mary mild (Mary mild) called home her Child
and hear that a Child Had been born who's King of kings and Savior of the world} {Now I can imagine saying, what Child is this? What Child is this? Who
be as fervent as your desire Where ever you are, where ever you roam For you I sing the sweetest song Salve Regina Quae pervia caeli porta manes et stella maris
I'm twice born, once and seven something Once is the resurrection of honorable function Been shoveling a coal as the engine's doctor Long enough to see
say that my own life doesn't matter now. It's just that of my unborn child. [Mary Sunshine] Poor girl, you'd have your baby born in jail. My readers
the manger So come all ye faithfull, ye shepherds and kings Look for the child within Let Jesus be born again Let Jesus be born again
Many, many Christmases ago Come, oh come and greet the newborn child Born of mother Mary, so gentle and mild In our hearts the child is born again
(Mary Gauthier) Born a bastard child in New Orleans to a woman I've never seen I don't know if she ever held me All I know is that she let go of me
and still carry a trey-five-seven (On Earth, As It Is In Heaven) Chorus: (On the planet) Earth, it was my place of birth Born to be the sole controller
so large in our lives that they are fair game to be used as fodder for creating fictions. Both Bryan and Eric strong-armed themselves onto tape yet again." Has your child
