through wonderful grace by my Savior I stand, Will there be any stars in my crown? Refrain: Will there be any stars, any stars in my crown When at evening
Any crown, I've ever won I lay it down Any praise, I'll ever gain , I give it all to you There is nothing in this world that can't compare (You alone
Prevod: Husky, Ferlin. There Will Be Vse Stars In My Crown.
in the bed You were so stupid to believe in Things you couldn't see then make 'em all you want If you haven't got the reasons Just make up any reasons
I can hardly stand the sight of lipstick On the cigarettes there in the ashtray. Lying cold the way you left them, But at least your lips caressed them
crow...and while cold winds of death penetrate the enemies hordesglorious are they who ride these winds... for they truely are the rulers of the battlefields....demonic crow
My father was a haystack man Always said, ?Son go a find what you can? He said, ?The guns get jammed up in the sand Don't let them try to fool you? I
Mama, mama don't look now, I'll say it when There's a red bus and it's comin' up along And I might recommend that when the protests are over You will
Did you get the invitation? The Swan song of a nation Everyone's waitin' for you inside We got soda pop and hickory stills Quinn the Eskimo in espadrilles
On behalf of the resistance And all of our existence The wanted man The conquered man We know not of your borders But you push us to your corners This
It was a ruff night, turned into years in an unknown land Just a grudge fight, cooked up by the DC suites on hand We had a hard time but we tried to understand
As with gladness men of old did the shining world behold And took us down to the water's edge Said if we are not, careful with what we do We will reach
Dear Mr. Omar Bay Heard the news that you left today You still countin' all them taxicabs They takin' you back to the time you have left? Do you well
Heard you sold your friend Got a good price at the local store You know he could've turned you in Could have been you on the concrete floor Jefferson
Downwind there is a comin' A rumble in the sand, it sets our feet to runnin' For the fear of the faceless man And for the fear of the faceless man But
? Another unidentified youth Mistaken for somethin' he'd never done Come all the unfortunates Come on with your ghetto youth There's talk on the police radio Any
Solarium malaria lookin' for the stereo Wanted to save being excommunicated from the area, it's okay In the city said, he cut a cord of wood No bigger