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| 4:17 | 
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Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored He has loosed the fateful lightening of His terrible swift sword His truth is marching on Glory, glory, Hallelujah Glory, glory, Hallelujah Glory, glory, Hallelujah His truth is marching on He has sounded for the trumpet that shall never call retreat He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat Oh, be swift, my soul to answer Him, be jubilant, my feet Our God is marching on Glory, glory, Hallelujah Glory, glory, Hallelujah Glory, glory, Hallelujah His truth is marching on In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me As He died to make men holy let us die to make men free While God is marching on Glory, glory, Hallelujah Glory, glory, Hallelujah Glory, glory, Hallelujah His truth is marching on Glory, glory, Hallelujah Glory, glory, Hallelujah Glory, glory, Hallelujah His truth is marching on Amen |
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| 4:29 |
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I'll go, I'll go, I'll go my way by myself
This is the end of romance I'll go my way by myself, love is only a dance I'll try to apply myself and teach my heart how to sing I'll go my way by myself like a bird on the wing I'll face the unknown, I'll build a world of my own No one knows better than I myself, I'm by myself alone I'm sure that love's an overrated past time It's the last time I'll ever be anything but fancy free For love is just a junior high version, one way excursion I'm sure that I am old enough to fly alone And I'll face the unknown, I'll build a world of my own No one knows better than I myself I'm by myself alone, I'll go, I'll go by myself alone |
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| 2:26 | 
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| 6:34 |
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| 1:49 |
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| 4:53 |
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| 2:51 |
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| 3:15 |
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Our little dream castle
With every dream gone Is lonely and silent The shades are all drawn And my heart is heavy as I gaze upon A cottage for sale The lawn we were proud of Is waving in hay Our beautiful garden has withered away Where we planted roses The weeds seem to say: A cottage for sale Through every single window I see your face But when I reach the window Where's only empty space The keys in the mailbox The same as before But no one is waiting For me, anymore The end of my story Is there on the door "A cottage for sale," |
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| 2:07 |
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| 10. |
| 3:48 |
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Oh, Shenandoah's my native valley.
Aa-way, you rolling river! Shenandoah is my native valley. Ah-way, we're bound to go, 'cross th' wide Missouri! Oh, Shenandoah, it's far I wander. Aa-way, you rolling river! Shenandoah, it's far I wander. Ah-way, we're bound to go, 'cross th' wide Missouri! Oh, Shenandoah has rushing waters. Aa-way, you rolling river! Shenandoah has rushing waters. Ah-way, we're bound to go, 'cross th' wide Missouri! Oh, Shenandoah, I love your daughters. Aa-way, you rolling river! Shenandoah, I love your daughters. Ah-way, we're bound to go, 'cross th' wide Missouri! Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you. Aa-way, you rolling river! Shenandoah, I long to see you. Ah-way, we're bound to go, 'cross th' wide Missouri! Oh, Shenandoah, I'm boun' t' leave you. Aa-way, you rolling river! Shenandoah, I'm boun' t' leave you. Ah-way, we're bound to go, 'cross th' wide Missouri! Oh, Shenandoah, I'll never grieve you. Aa-way, you rolling river! Shenandoah, I'll never grieve you. Ah-way, we're bound to go, 'cross th' wide Missouri! |
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