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passing through
02:26
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I saw Jesus on the cross on a hill called Calvary
“Do you hate mankind for what they done to you?”
He said, “Talk of love not hate, things to do – it’s getting late.
I’ve so little time and I’m only passing through.”
Passing through, passing through.
Sometimes happy, sometimes blue,
glad that I ran into you.
Tell the people that you saw me passing through.
I saw Adam leave the Garden with an apple in his hand,
I said “Now you’re out, what are you going to do?”
“Plant some crops and pray for rain, maybe raise a little cane.
I’m an orphan now, and I’m only passing through.”
Passing through, passing through.
Sometimes happy, sometimes blue,
glad that I ran into you.
Tell the people that you saw me passing through.
I was with Washington at Valley Forge, shivering in the snow.
I said, “How come men suffer like they do?”
“Men will suffer, men will fight, even die for what is right
even though they know they’re only passing through”
Passing through, passing through.
Sometimes happy, sometimes blue,
glad that I ran into you.
Tell the people that you saw me passing through.
I was with Franklin Roosevelt’s side on the night before he died.
He said, “One world must come out of World War Two” (ah, the fool)
“Yankee, Russian, white or tan,” he said, “A man is still a man.
We’re all on one road, and we’re only passing through.”
Passing through, passing through.
Sometimes happy, sometimes blue,
glad that I ran into you.
Tell the people that you saw me passing through.
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saints (alive)
02:59
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We are trav'ling in the footsteps
Of those who've gone before,
And we'll all be reunited,
On a new and sunlit shore,
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
And when the sun refuse to shine
And when the sun refuse to shine
I want to be in that number
When the sun refuse to shine
And when the moon turns red with blood
And when the moon turns red with blood
I want to be in that number
When the moon turns red with blood
Oh, when the trumpet sounds its call
Oh, when the trumpet sounds its call
I want to be in that number
When the trumpet sounds its call
Some say this world of trouble,
Is the only one we need,
But I'm waiting for that morning,
When the new world is revealed.
Oh When the new world is revealed
Oh When the new world is revealed
I want to be in that number
When the new world is revealed
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
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bill bailey
02:15
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Broken windows and empty hallways
A pale dead moon in the sky streaked with gray
Human kindness is overflowing
And I think it's going to rain today
Scarecrows dressed in the latest styles
With frozen smiles to chase love away
Human kindness is overflowing
And I think it's going to rain today
Lonely, lonely
Tin can at my feet
Think I'll kick it down the street
That's the way to treat a friend
Bright before me the signs implore me
To help the needy and show them the way
Human kindness is overflowing
And I think it's going to rain today
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more i cannot wish you
03:16
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Velvet I can wish you
for the collar of your coat
and fortune smiling all along your way
but more I cannot wish you
than to wish you find your love
your own true love this day
Mansions I can wish you
seven footmen all in red
and calling cards upon a silver tray
but more I cannot wish you
than to wish you find your love
your own true love this day
Standing there
gazing at you
full of the bloom of youth
standing there
gazing at you
with a sheeps' eye
and a lickerish tooth
Music I can wish you
merry music while you're young
and wisdom when your hair has turned to gray
but more I cannot wish you
than to wish you find your love
your own true love this day
With a sheeps' eye
and a lickerish tooth
and the strong arms
to carry you away
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music and joy
00:55
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Tho' all things perish
from under the sky,
Music and joy shall live,
music and joy shall live,
music and joy shall live,
never to die.
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