N Brian G Ryan
Under A Violet Moon
AWAY, AWAY COME AWAY WITH ME WHERE THE GRASS GROWS WILD, WHERE THE WINDS BLOW FREE AWAY, AWAY COME AWAY WITH ME AND I'LL BUILD YOU A HOME IN THE MEADOW COME, COME THERE'S A WONDROUS LAND FOR THE HOPEFUL HEART, FOR THE WILLING HAND COME, COME THERE'S A WONDROUS LAND WHERE I'LL BUILD YOU A HOME IN THE MEADOW THE STARS, THE STARS OH HOW BRIGHT THEY'LL SHINE ON A WORLD THAT THE LORD MUST HAVE HELPED DESIGN THE STARS, THE STARS OH HOW BRIGHT THEY'LL SHINE ON THAT HOME WE WILL BUILD IN THE MEADOW COME, COME THERE'S A WONDROUS LAND FOR THE HOPEFUL HEART, FOR THE WILLING HAND COME. COME THERE'S A WONDROUS LAND WHERE I'LL BUILD YOU A HOME IN THE MEADOW
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Child In Time
C G - Seventh Son Of A Seventh Son
Here they stand, brothers them all All the sons, divided they'd fall Here await the birth of the son The seventh, the heavenly, the chosen one Here the birth from an unbroken line Born the healer, the seventh, his time Unknowingly blessed and as his life unfolds Slowly unveiling the power he holds Seventh son of a seventh son Seventh son of a seventh son Seventh son of a seventh son
Fires At Midnight
I stood out here once before With my head held in my hands,
For all that I had known of this place I could never understand. On the hills the fires burned at midnight, Superstition plagued the air, Sparks fly as the fires burn at midnight, the stars are out and magic is here... I wished on the seven sisters, Bring to me wisdom of age, All that's locked within the book of secrets,
I longed for the knowledge of the sage... On the hills the fires burned at midnight, Superstition plagued the air, Sparks fly as the fires burn at midnight, Stars are out and magic is here, The stars are out and magic is here... So, the sisters smiled to themselves, And they whispered as they shone,
And it was from that very instant, I knew I would never be alone.
While on the hills The fires burned at midnight, Superstition plagued the air, Sparks fly as the fires burn at midnight, Stars are out and magic is here, the stars are out and magic is here... Many stars were long forgotten, Many faded and became ghosts,
Still my sisters glittered down from heaven, Always there when I needed them most... And on the hills The fires burned at midnight, Superstition plagued the air, Sparks fly as the fires burn at midnight, Stars are out and magic is here, The stars are out and magic is here... I stood out here once before With my head held in my hands, For all that I had known of this place I could never understand. On the hills the fires burned at midnight, Superstition plagued the air, Sparks fly as the fires burn at midnight, Stars are out and magic is here, The stars are out and magic is here The stars are out and magic is here The stars are out and magic is here The stars are out and magic is here...
Brothers Ricardo and Carla
Hark the Herald Angels Sing O Come All Ye Faithful
Henry Richard Blackmore
The promised land I'm going, I'm going, going, going to the bountiful, Bountiful land! Roll, wagons, roll! I am bound for the promised land, I'm bound for the promised land Oh who will come and go with me I am bound for the promised land It's a land of plenty that never fails where trees immortal grow, where rocks and hills and brooks and vales with milk and honey flow milk and honey, milk and honey, milk and honey flow. I am bound for the promised land, I'm bound for the promised land Oh who will come and go with me I am bound for the promised land Who will come and go with me I am bound for the promised land Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you, Roll away, you rolling river Oh, Shenandoah, I'm sure to leave you And away, I'm bound to go, cross the wide Missouri. Endless prairie, I wanna leave you I'm gonna leave you - goodbye! Because I don't aim to die Here on the prairie Where the wind blows so hard That you have to walk sideways To keep from flying I'm gonna leave this endless prairie Or I'm gonna die from trying I popped my whip and I bring the blood I make those leaders take the mud We grab the wheels and we turn 'em round One long pull and we're on hard ground Tim-a-roe, tim-a-roe, tim-a-ridee-oh Tim-a-roe, tim-a-roe, tim-a-ridee-oh Tim-a-ridee-oh, tim-a-roon-I-oh Tim-a-roe, tim-a-roe, tim-a-ridee-oh When I got west, the hills were steep T'would make a tender person weep To hear me cuss, and pop my whip To see my oxen pull and slip Tim-a-roe, tim-a-roe, tim-a-ridee-oh Tim-a-roe, tim-a-roe, tim-a-ridee-oh Tim-a-ridee-oh, tim-a-ridee-oh, tim-a-ridee-oh! Tim-a-roon-I-oh Tim-a-roe, tim-a-roe, tim-a-ridee-oh When I get home, I'll have revenge I'll land my family 'mong my friends I'll bid goodbye to the whip and line And drive no more in the wintertime Tim-a-roe, tim-a-roe, tim-a-ridee-oh Tim-a-roe, tim-a-roe, tim-a-ridee-oh Tim-a-ridee-oh, tim-a-ridee-oh, a-ridee-ohhhh Ohio (the promised land) Nebraska (the promised land) Wyoming (the promised land) Colorado (the promised land) The Promised Land! I am bound for the promised land, I'm bound for the promised land Oh who will come and go with me I am bound - for the promised land!
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