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Helen Forrest Dick Haymes lyrics

Together

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Some Sunday morning is going to be Some Sunday morning for someone and me. Bells will be chiming an old melody, Spec'lly for someone and me. There'll be an organ playing, Friends and relations will stare, Say, can't you hear them saying, “Gee, what a peach of a pair!' Some Sunday morning we'll walk down the aisle, He'll (she'll) be so nervousand I'll try to smile, Things sure look rosy for someone and me, Some Sunday morning, you'll see.

Sunday A.M.

KAREN CLARK SHEARD "Destined To Win"
One Sunday morning I wanna tell my story It's been a long week and my spirit is feeling kind of low. Been giving a hundred percent of myself every where I go When you pour out so much of yourself it just seems like it's never enough People are hurting everywhere life has been tough But on Sunday morning There's a word waiting for me On Sunday morning Let the Lord minister to me On Sunday morning Into his presence worship will usher you On Sunday morning, morning, morning The spirit of the Lord will revive you If I can just get you to Sunday morning It's been a long week and my spirit is feeling kind of low. Been giving a hundred percent of myself every where I go When you pour out so much of yourself it just seems like it's never enough People are hurting everywhere life has been tough But on Sunday morning Into his presence worship will usher you On Sunday morning Spirit of the Lord will revive you If I can just get you to Sunday morning Ooh ooh... Sunday Ooh ooh... Sunday Ooh... Sunday If I can just get you to Sunday morning Anybody know about Sunday morning...

Smokeout

ATTILA "Outlawed"
Here we go! Pack your bags we gotta leave this town for good Don't complain, I've never done these things before Flashing lights in the rear view, hit the gas If one things for sure- I will be going fast! Smoke it out Step on the gas Smoke it out Another 127 more miles to go And I'll be back in the city that I once called home I will run forever, days and nights will pass They'll never find me Things were going well, I even left a note We kept in touch until about a half hour ago That's about the time my world turned upside down One things for sure, I'll never be found! SMOKE ME OUT now This is an order! SMOKE ME OUT Step on the gas! They're catching up to me Don't let em get me I don't wanna spend my life in jail Don't let em get me I'm going out with a bang! I'll never know why being bad has to be so fun Everybody's out to get me Pedal to the metal to avoid the consequence No one ever said I couldn't run from my problems! We can leave this city Lets escape our demons They'll never catch me alive!

Beauty In Tragedy

AUGUST BURNS RED "Rescue & Restore"
There is beauty in tragedy The heart won't stop beating, But the end is a new beginning We'll soar above the skyline of reality And reach towards a love ever after As we're grasping onto faith to keep us breathing a little longer, a little longer For just one moment with one another, with one another This night is pulling on my heart's strings, These feelings bring tears to my eyes To see you leave my world Leave my side Hear the angels sing, As they embrace you with a warm "Welcome home", with a warm "Welcome home" Hear the angels sing. Hear the angels sing. Tomorrow, The air will be a little colder But I'll be sure to breathe for the both of us. And the nights May be a little darker But I'll be sure to carry the torch to warm the hearts That never got to feel yours [2x] I can't hear your voice, I can't hear your voice But that's okay Cause I can feel you in my heart One morning I'll wake up to you, One morning I'll hear the angels sing. On that morning we won't be worried about the weather Nor will we mind where the hands lay on the clock tower. [2x] I'll be sure to write your name in the sand Where the waves can't wash it away Until then I'll walk, Until then I'll breathe in your name! Never surrender the dream you had for this world To love To forgive To make something out of nothing! I WILL FEEL YOU, I WILL HEAR YOU FOREVER!

Sunday Morning Breakup

Christian Walz "Paint By Numbers"
I reach in my pocket a number a name It seems so familiar the lose'ual game A quick glance at first then a small silent wink hand thremble and touch not asking too much lights turned down low in a one evening show -Chourse- Sunday morning breakup by noon she will be gone Sunday morning wake up You'll bet I'll be alone It seemed to work out at least over night but soon she'll be gone she said 'this ain't right' Everyone so special with their own way to tease but something is missing it's catch and release Hands tremple and touch not, not asking a thing There's always a note and promise to call but we know that we're lying the phone won't ring at all -Chourse- Sunday morning breakup by noon she will be gone Sunday morning wake up You'll bet I'll be alone It seemed to work out at least over night but soon she'll be gone she said 'this ain't right' Sunday morning breakup by noon she will be gone sunday mornin wake up You bet I'll be alone Sunday morning breakup by noon she will be gone Sunday morning wake up You'll bet I'll be alone Day after day, week after week Monday through Thursday I feel like a freak Wednesday are better when Friday's in sight I hope I have met her by Saturday night

Sunday Morning In America

KEITH ANDERSON "C'mon!"
[Verse 1] She dresses up her children and herds them to the car, drives down to the mega-church and can't find a place to park. Then she feels a little guilty when she takes his name in vein, so she folds her last two dollars and she drops them in the plate, its morning Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America. [Verse 2] His back is out of kilter from sleepin on concrete and he'd like to have some breakfast but he'll trade it for a drink, those early morning joggers their quick to pass him by and the ones that drop a dollar don't they don't dare look him in the eye. Another Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America. Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America. [Chorus:] Smell the eggs and bacon, hear the church bells ring, cheerleaders shakin on a big screen TV, there's Winnebago's and boats on the lake and a red head, freckled face blows out the candles on his birthday cake. Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America. [Verse 3] He's hunkered in a bunker with a rifle in his hand, layin his life on the line for every inch of sand. He dreamin about that freedom that he's been fightin for and the arms that will wrap around him when he comes walkin through that door, some Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America. Yea Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America. [Chorus:] Smell the eggs and bacon, hear the church bells ring, cheerleaders shakin on a big screen TV, there's Winnebago's and boats on the lake and a red head, freckled face blows out the candles on his birthday cake. Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America. Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America. [Bridge] Now I know it aint perfect, there's a lot of things wrong in America, I thank God for those who layed down their lives to call this place my home. [Chorus 2:] Smell the eggs and bacon, hear the church bells ring, cheerleaders shakin on a 57 inch big screen TV, there's trucks on the highway and sail boats on the lake and a red head, freckled face blows out the candles on his birthday cake. Sunday morning, yea Sunday morning in America. Its Sunday morning in America, beautiful Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America.

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