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will make a weak man mighty. It will make a mighty man fall. It will fill your heart and hands or leave you with nothing at all. It's the eyes for the blind and legs for the lame. It is the love for hate and pride for shame. That's the power of the gospel. That's the p
day, all night you feel as if the earth could fly. Three more all for fine Indian Gin and whiskey dry, Fine Indian Gin and whiskey dry. Small town , closed down; There's nowhere else around to try. Disturbingly a voice would cry, "Go home, no lo
this is the gospel truth This is the beatitude, this is the gospel truth This is the beatitude, this is the gospel truth This is the beatitude, this is the gospel truth This is the beatitude, this is the gospel truth This is the beatitude, this is the gospel
ve got bravery that shorts out on me I see superstars in common thieves And I see all you give up And I try to be as much Everything you say it sounds like gospel Everything you say it sounds like gospel to me I feel cheated Tangled up repeatedly Owed a p
all got together on a sawdust floor God was there, you couldn't ask for more We all fell in love last night in a gospel way. I love to hear my mama sing and shout And tell how the Lord has helped her out We all fell in love together in a gospel way. We all got tog
some folks row way up to heaven I'm gonna sing the pirate's gospel I'm gonna sow these feet for dancin' I'm gonna keep my eyes wide open Yo ho yo ho Yo ho ho Yo ho yo ho ho Yo ho yo ho Sing the pirate's gospel Add another flame To our forest Where big bellied whales Ke
whiskey Nancy whiskey Whiskey, whiskey Nancy Oh I'm a weaver, a Carlton weaver I am a rash and a roving blade I've got siller in my pockets And I'll gan followin' the roving trade Whiskey, whiskey Nancy whiskey Whiskey, whiskey Nancy Oh As I
of Diamonds, Jack of Diamonds, I know you most of all You've robbed my poor pockets of silver and gold And whiskey, you villain, you've been my down fall You've cuffed and you've kicked me but I loved you of old Oh, whiskey, rye whiskey, whiskey, I
we had each other We had security Anthing she wanted But she wanted to be free Thought I had everything in hand Instead she's taken everything from me. Chorus: Good smoke and whiskey is all that's left in my life Good smoke and whiskey Good smoke and whiskey
JWOC ! we are the best, we need no rest JWOC, JWOC ! we are the champs with rivals and friends JWOC, JWOC ! we are the runners who came here to win JWOC, JWOC ! we are the famous young orienteers yeah-oh stop and go, run and go, so let´s go run and go, stop and go, run and go, so
two, three, four Come on boys now it's time to rock Tell me are you ready? Got a sweet little baby who'll do me right And she's oh, so steady My old man's car well she ain't much But it's better than the shoes on my feet 5 dollars in my poc
the time you get over here We will be gone everybody knows We don't wait long some people say it's cause we're on the run People will talk I heard them saying we look broken and gaunt I heard them saying we look weathered and old I heard them saying we were ou
on the gospel train for my lord has come to soon So you had me going too, any day I've the taste just laughed On a week of solar wings, getting off on electro-flesh All the boys and all the girls, making out we're taking turns The sound was going down, I coul
pick up in New York City Tryin' to find the man I never got to be When I push down on the pavement I found the whole thing so much harder than it seems The only deal I ever signed No devil drew a dotted line The stage was set, the words were mine I'm not complaining W
whiskay Nancy whiskey Whiskey whiskay Nancy-o Whiskey whiskay Nancy whiskey Whiskey whiskay Nancy-o (extended instrumental) Whiskey whiskay Nancy whiskey Whiskey whiskay Nancy-o Whiskey whiskay Nancy whiskey Whiskey whiskay Nancy-o I am a weaver, a Calton weaver. I am
Jesus´s still telling: Go to all people everywhere Make them my disciples and baptize them (In nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti) In the name of the father the Son the Spirit I´ve been given authority in heaven and on earth We don´t bear the gospel in this tim
the runners running downhill All the throwers with strap-on muscles Gold, silver, and bronze To the designer-drugs and anabolic steroids Random testing doesn't exist No promoters will take the risk Street-price injection for a personal best Praise to roche for finishing first
bad whiskey Bad, bad whiskey Bad, bad whiskey Made me lose my happy home When I left home this morning I promise I did make To stay real straight and sober I swore I wouldn't take Bad, bad whiskey Bad, bad whiskey Bad, bad whiskey Made me lose
Gospel, The Gospel Fragrancing words. The sea of my soul Is calmed when it's hurt. Peace to the broken The captive set free May the gospel of jesus wash over me The Gospel, The Gospel My freedom explained. No more shall these garments I'm wearing be stained.
dream I had I was wrapped in a bag Something kept tipping me Till I felt empty Till I was empty It drains me IF you are what you eat (if you are what you eat) Maybe you think what you drink All this whiskey I drink I never eat Drin
power of God is living within us We will not be afraid The constant battles rage all around us Your promise still remains Your promise still remains In the end love will fill the earth raising death to life In the end we will see the kingdom come In the en
the town of Tifton, Georgia On a hot and dusty day You could see the heat coming off the ground Up the street a man came a-running Stumbling on his way And he shouted that the gospel singer Was a-comin' to our town Hallelujah the gospel singer is
is a place where good men go Maybe it's a place that I won't know Heading down that whiskey trail Mama told me not to run, 'cause I might fall But never was the kind to listen much at all Heading down that whiskey trail Damn that old whiskey trail Daddy drank his di
s whiskey, warm and smooth and mean Even when it burns, it'll always finish clean He didn't like it watered down, he took it straight up and neat If it was bad enough for him, you know it's bad enough for me Hemingway's whiskey Ah, it's tough out there, a good muse is ha
on your knees I send you Crawl on some broken glass Barbed wire, heart is waking Feeds on the night's demand If I fall to the ground in pieces I can't work with a safety net I can run with the best of storm clouds Don't love me, now don't bet Ta
s whiskey warm And smooth and mean Even when it burns It will always finish clean He did not like it watered down He took it straight up and neat If it's bad enough for him You know it's bad enough for me Hemingway's whiskey You know it tough out there
is not a complex gospel song, but it is one of the best. Franklin, who was still just a teenager when it was recorded, makes it one of the best gospel songs of all time with her soulful interpretation of lyrics about growing closer to God through prayer
on now, bread and butter No one knows a better mother She's the guy who kills the sky Burns the night out when she goes away She's the boat in the sewer She's the old man with manure Rockin' all night like a drum Goin' back where she comes from Can of whiskey Air gui
a bottle on the dresser by your ring And it’s empty so right now I don’t feel a thing I’ll be hurtin’ when I wake up on the floor and I’ll be over it by noon And that’s the difference between the whiskey and you Come tomorrow I can walk in any store
find myself running in circles Lost and half insane And I need a cure sometimes To knock out the pain So I yell out for some kind of angel To come down and rescue me Be as soft as you can Put a drink in my hand I'm as scared as I ever could b
house Black house There's a place, called the black house It's a place I go when my spirits are low I can taste, in the black house Forbidden fruit and though it's evil I know all the people In the black house I can see it in their eyes, there's no need to disgu
show me the way To the next whiskey bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why Show me the way To the next whiskey bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why For if we don't find The next whiskey bar I Tell ya we must die Tell ya we must die Te
smoke a pack a day Cause I like the buzz I roll two Cause one just ain't enough I like 'em classy Cause I'm all grown up I take 'em trashy When I'm kinda drunk They don't like me And I'm okay with it Expect a swing or two If you're talking shit When I'm drinking
what if i never wanna be sober? so what if i wanna be numb all the time? I cant justify why I'd wanna go slower taking my time just ain't my style, yeah I'll walk dead or alive I'll waste my time whenever I like I'm feelin okay with my whiskey hangover So wha
re runners in the night, you and me We're tryin' to find the truth, baby, tryin' to get free We're playin' with fire, but it ain't no use Gotta have a wink, baby, bustin' loose I say we're runners in the night, you and me Runners in the night, you and me Run
I woke up this mornin' I promised it would end To walk the straight and narrow Now it's comin' round again 4 o'clock in the mornin' To the break of day In a Hollywood apartment Two lost souls about to pay Bad, bad whiskey Please don't
mama don't you leave me alone No tellin' what I'll do on my own Woah mama there's a pit in my soul So deep I gotta fill it up now Fill it up now Fill it up now Whiskey whiskey whiskey fever You're my evil, you're my evil Whiskey whiskey whiskey fever
to spend my nights out in a barroom Liquor was the only love I'd known But you rescued me from reachin' for the bottom And brought me back from being too far gone You're as smooth as Tennessee whiskey You're as sweet as strawberry wine You're as warm as a glass of bra
This is the gospel of Jesus Christ. This is the gospel of Jesus Christ, yeah, and I believe every word of the gospel of Jesus Christ. Verse: People gathered 'round to see the Saviour crucified, seemed liked nobody really cared that He died at all, (no o
walked the road From Tucson to San Antonio With the smell of blood on my breath Ninety days Of sweat and dirt Feels like one night when you've got nothing left Until there's nothing left to do but die Buckshot is my bread I'll drink whiskey instead of wa
am the tyrant maybe a preacher or a spy? breaking the rules in religion's lines I am the regent in a gospel of a new kind I'm calling out, I scream so many lies I blow, I spread the winds of delusion when Jesus returns I blow, I spread the winds of confusion and Je
packed my bags, never coming back Got this old guitar and a bottle of Jack I´ve got no plans, but i´ve got no regrets So line ´em up bartender, ain´t even started yet It´s a long way up ol´ whiskey mountain And it´s even a longer fall I hope i make it up ol´ whiskey mountain B
a bottle on the dresser by your ring And it’s empty so right now I don’t feel a thing And I’ll be hurting when I wake up on the floor But I’ll be over it by noon That’s the difference between whiskey and you Come tomorrow, I can walk in any store It ain’t a problem, they’ll
s a bottle, on the dresser by your ring And it's empty, so right now I don't feel a thing But I'll be hurtin', when I wake up on the floor But I'll be over it by noon That's the difference between whiskey and you Come tomorrow, I can walk in any store It ain't a problem
my God, I feel sick Drank too much, whiskey dick Tried so hard with this chick Still too soft, whiskey dick Rise it must, point to prove Wait, I just felt it move Tried a-gain, have no doubt Now it's in, fell back out Pleasure she is not receiving Bored a
stood there in the middle of the church of the broken people Listenin' to the walkin' wounded tell their stories My turn came, I told 'em my name I said, "This ain't my first time." Then a man started talkin' how the devil and the bottle Was ruinin' my life A
a bottle on the dresser by your ring And it’s empty so right now I don’t feel a thing And I’ll be hurtin’ when I wake up on the floor But I’ll be over it by noon And that’s the difference between whiskey and you Come tomorrow I can walk in any stor
you can tell the world about this You can tell the nation about that Tell'em what the master has done Tell'em that the gospel has come Tell'em that the victory's been won He brought joy,joy,joy,joy,joy,joy, Into my heart Well my Lord spoke, he
dark whiskey, Tellin' white lies, One leads to another, On a Saturday night, Don't ya cross your heart, Unless you hope to die, Drinkin' dark whiskey, Tellin' white lies Well the first drop burns But the second one goes down smooth, Then that old b
gospel changes everything The turning point in history Even now it's changing me From who I was The story of my Savior calls Me to the wonder of the cross The gospel changes everything And it is changing me The gospel changes everything The turning point in hist
out the bottle Watch it circle the drain My head is hanging Tired of waking up feeling this way I wonder if this song remembers my name In a long time coming But never far away Packed up my suitcase and I grab my guitar Bought a one-way ticket Gonna fly Gonna light up the star
whiskey and shut up I might pour you a beer Drink whiskey and shut up I might pour you a beer And if you don't like what I'm servin' Take your money Get out of here Drink whiskey and shut up I don't serve no chardonnay Drink whiskey and shut up I don't s
up the bar you know the gates of the brewery She's out there every night And she sure ain't drinkin' tea I love that woman, she's the best one that I had But she's got this habit now and it sure is gettin' bad That whiskey drinkin' woman Is makin' a poor man out of me She
ve seen drunk girls singin' karaoke I've seen old timers bring their beer And we all seem to have our sad stories to tell That's how we all ended up here Washin' away all our problems Gettin' baptised in those neon lights And the drunker I get, the
can twist the top off a 12-pack of longnecks Get my redneck on baby all night long with the boys And never even think about you I can be sittin' with someone new at a table for two Buzzin' on a bottle of wine and your memory Ain't messin' up my good
come out at night Devouring you all A crazy instinct To eat human meat Ripping out your entrails and chewing your guts Breaking your bones and tearing out your skin They just can’t resist To hunt human preys F***ing brainless runners Won’t ask before bite But their
I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains. I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was counting. I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier. I said: "Stand and deliver for you are the bold deciever". Musha ring dum-a do dum-a d
hardly ever think about her. I seldom say "I can't live without her", Till I hold a drink an' sit at the bar. A sip an' it all goes straight to my heart. Like that song on the jukebox, Her memory starts to play. Guess I still want her, In
sits at the corner of Begger's Bush Astride of an old packing crate And the dolls at the end of the plank were dancing As he crooned with a smile on his face: La da da da Come day, go day Wish in me heart it was Sunday Drinking buttermilk all the week, And a whiskey on a Sunda
I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin' I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier I said stand o'er and deliver or the devil he may take ya Must ya ring dum a doo dum a da What for my daddy-o What f
had a headache when I woke up this morning And a picture of you beside my head And I drank 'till two And I fell lying on the floor The whiskey won the battle But your memory won the war And I can't figure out Just what went wrong I play it in my head Like an old Hank Willi
always will remember well the day we went away, Sailing out of Dublin in the morning, Our hopes were on tomorrow as we kissed the girls farewell, And our dreams were on the day of our returning. There'll be dancin', romancin', and never more we'll roam, Th
old to change your live Every night, destroyed your soul She slowly opens till hell's door Oh oh oh Streets await you, it's her work Yeah! Cheaper whiskey woman Victim of the night Living with a bottle and drinking raw She has no friends, one million loves For any pen
I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains I met Captain Farrell and his money he was countin' I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya Musha ring dum a doo dum a da Whack for my d
was a Cajun, raised on Southern land And so my kinfolks tell me, was a street-fightin' man. Well, they rushed him down to see the doctor "Hey doctor, won't you check his head?" The only thing that was wrong with him Was Johnny Walker's Red He dra
was a Cajun, raised on Southern land And so my kinfolks tell me, was a street-fightin' man. Well, they rushed him down to see the doctor "Hey doctor, won't you check his head?" The only thing that was wrong with him Was Johnny Walker'
can fly on your own, you can fly on your own, without me You can fly on your own, search the skies on your own, without me Yeah If you wanna please yourself, you can sail the seas, aimlessly (Eh-oh) And since you live to please yourself, you can fly on
me, pour me another drink 'Cause I don't wanna feel a thing No more, hell no I just want to sip 'til the pain wears off Pour me, pour me another round Line 'em up and knock 'em down Two more, let's go 'Cause I ain't ever hurt like this before Don't wanna think about her Wea
m living life with no regrets They're on their way but ain't here yet I just left Las Vegas in bad, bad shape I only call home if I get the chance Every other night a new romance Wake up just in time to miss the day And now I'm talking to the man in the mirror And I think I h
left my family and my home To fight the battle on my own I stole a car and drove away But in my hate, St. Paul did say: Glorify the Lord above With your drink and making love Glorify the Lord, my son, With your whiskey and your gun. I shot my foe, now I feel bad
It was a wide spot out in the countryAway from the lights of the cityWhere an old time preacher pitched a ragged old tentLooked like it was a hundred y...
had every intention of getting hammered here tonight I gave my truck keys to the bar keep Said "dave, don't you dare let me drive" In the middle of this bottle I drank my train of thought off track So I've gotta stop drinking or start rethinking my reason
show me the way To the next whiskey bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why Show me the way To the next whiskey bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why For if we don't find The next whiskey bar I tell you we must die I tell you we must die
isolating fan is moving left to right Like it's mocking me for coming here again last night I slide from under your arm, you're still out stone cold As I fumble through the twisted sheets looking for my clothes I step over that spot on your hardwood floor The one that always
m headed down a highway got a suitcase by my side Blue skies hangin' over my head I got 500 miles to ride I'm goin' down to Memphis town to play a latenight show I hope the people are ready there 'cause the boys are all ready to go (Chorus) Well, I'm a whiskey r
sun is shining today on the things that won't go away You're gettin' fat in that old Stetson hat But you're looking good just the same Born of whiskey and the things I can't stand Whiskey be your lover, but who's gonna be your man? Bleeding hearts become the i
a bar's just a bar 'Til the band starts playing And the girls come out There goes to pop a top And the floor goes to rocking And the crowd gets loud George Strait, Alan Jackson Jim Beam, Jack Daniels, "Three Chords & the Truth" Fist fig
if you ain’t got whiskey Don’t tell me that you ain’t got gin If you ain’t got whiskey Don’t tell me that you ain’t got gin Well I got to have something Need to get my medicine Well I can play your fish fry Play for change in town I can play your fish
quiet and tired and mean Picking at a worried seam I try to make you mad at me over the phone. Red eyes and fire and signs I'm taken by a nursery rhyme I want to make a ray of sunshine and never leave home No amount of coffee, no amount of crying No amount of whiske
I was going over, Kil-gary Mountain, I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was count'n. First I drew my pistol and I rattled forth me sabre, Stand and deliver for I am your bold deceiver. Musha ringum durum da What fol the daddy’o What fol the daddy’o
was a time as a little boy When I said I'd follow you But the years have caused the flame To burn much stronger now And I'm not burning down any of my bridges But I'm burning up inside To flee from my religion and love my neighbour more. I'm not ashamed of the gospel. I
kids, this is the bear (wow!) In 1940, tommy mcclennan did the whiskey headed woman. Now, in 1968, we're going to do the whiskey headed woman #2. (oohhh) She's a whiskey headed woman, lord, she's loaded all the time yeah.... she's a whiskey headed
s a hundred dollar bill on the table To get me through the night. I've got a tight blue jean honky tonk queen To hold me tight. And a cowboy band's rendition Of a Texas waltz. It's music to my ears that I need to hear To keep me from climbing the walls. 'Cause... Tonigh
Bimini to the Jersey Shore they ran their sacred mission To help the poor unfortunates, oppressed by the Prohibition When the Puritans in politics began to play their dirty tricks And outlaw every thing that we enjoy Rum boats ahoy We’re gonna get ourselves a drop of the Real McCoy
up wake up, roll out roll out of bed, what a beautiful day, Tick tock take time, it's too late too late to try, it's a wonderful day, what a wonderful way Yeah We're rolling down to the Liquor Store, hook up something sweet for the ladies and whiskey for the boys,
Hate em with a little ghetto gospel Those who wish to follow me (my ghetto gospel) I welcome with my hands And the red sun sinks at last Into the hills of gold And peace to this young warrior Without the sound of guns If I could recollect before my ho
round you people and a story I will tell About a brave young Indian you should remember well From the tribe of Pima Indians, a proud and a peaceful band They farmed the Phoenix Valley in Arizona land Down their ditches for a thousand years the sparkling water
m so tired, you on my head. Whiskey'n mama, you shouldn't have said You wanted me to be your lover true, Then turn around and treats me just likes you do. I should have known better than to fool with a whiskey'n mama. Now I could be right and could be wrong, Yo
yeah, I'm living life with no regrets They're on their way but ain't here yet I just left Las Vegas in bad, bad shape I only call home if I get the chance Every other night a new romance Wake up just in time to miss the day And I'm talking to the man in the mirr
Mills, Clay; Rucker, Darius; I left out in a cloud of taillights and dust Swore I wasn't coming back, said I'd had enough Saw you in the rearview standing, fading from my life But I wasn't turning 'round, no, not this time But don't think I don't think about it Don't think I don't ha
my cup is empty And I haven't got a penny For to buy no more whiskey I have to go home I am the captain of my pain Tis the bit, the bridle, The trashing cane The stirrup, the harness The whipping mane The pickled eye The shrinking brain O brother, buy me one more d
Hate em with a little ghetto gospel Those who wish to follow me (my ghetto gospel) I welcome with my hands And the red sun sinks at last Into the hills of gold And peace to this young warrior Without the sound of guns If I could r
you know I gotta say I met a lot of friends this way, When the sun goes down Just hanging with the crew knocking back a brew or two A brew or two! A brew or two or three or four! Chorus: Me and the moon stayed up all night; I brought the whiskey! He brought the li
I, Hold-Hold Weathered by the storm And you-you, won't feel-won't feel You're wasted by the one And now-and now, you know-you know Your money's running low Your last cigarette has got you Choking on the bone Down-Down, cold-cold Hungry from the road I n
You found me My whole world changed I'm redeemed by Your life Let the earth see You are freedom Turned my darkness to light You welcomed me in with open arms Into unending life I'm not ashamed of the gospel Lord Your power and Your love That saved my soul Now
dogs were f*** in the kitchen My girl just f***ed with my mind „Why don’t you have got a real job Why are you just f*** your time?” So i had to go to Murphy’s, Coz i couldn’t write a rhyme I drank a lot of whiskey and Guinness And I f***ed well
are fallin' It's September The night came in and made her shiver I told her she could have my jacket Wrapped it tight around her shoulders And I was so young 'Till she kissed me Like a whiskey Like a whiskey I never knew that love was blind 'Till I was hers But she wa
i was a'goin over kilgerrie mountain I met the kernal pepper and his money he was countin'. I fired off my pistol and a i rattled my sabre and I ran o'my savior sayin' stand and deliver for I am a bold deceiver. Mosha rhythem duram down whack for the dideo whack for the dideo
got whiskey, women and time I've been traveling down those thin white lines About ninety miles behind me now and it's gonna be a good ride I can't wait to get back out on the road It's the place that I love every time, baby, don't you know? Love whiskey, women and time Travelin
was looking for you Capeabale and beautiful Dreaming of sightseerow Perfect look and busted to Salkers in highheels badlips and lugches House made and sexy heres what I`ve got Sitting on the couch Drinking whiskey and wine But on the floor Tell me tha
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