One look sends it coursing through the veins oh how the feeling races Back up to their brains to form expressions on there stupid faces They don't want
Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plains, And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains. Gloria, in excelsis Deo! Gloria
Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plains And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains Gloria In excelsis deo Gloria In
Randy Travis Angels we have on heard high Sweetly singing ore the plains And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains Gloria in excelsis
Was is it true what I heard about the Son of God? Did He come to save? Did He come at all? And if I dried His feet, with my dirty hair Would He make me
Seems like I can't live with you But I can't live without you I know that time will never change you So there's just no sense in living anymore. Remember
I could really get off being in your shoes A heard of a place at the back of town I used to be stone sold on rhythm and blues Where you really kick the
We put the F U back in fun, serve it up with a smile You ain't heard this type of stuff in a while I want your ears right now, ante up, buck stops here
Come, sit by my side, little darlin' Come, lay your cool hand on my brow And promise me that you will never be Nobody's darlin' but mine You're as sweet
Welcome to Killer 2 Damn, my brand new Benz, thinkin' bout my so called friends And why should I make amends when they crossed the nina and sin Again
I'm a moody and swirling pool, lost in some dark wood Angry at a million things and more I can do no good Ah, but sometimes Sometimes, I'm a growing
Angels We Have Heard On High Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plains And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains.
Verse 1: Lord knows I'm guilty Of livin' my life Like there's always tomorrow For making things right But our days are numbered like the hairs on our
Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plains And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains Gloria in Excelsis Deo Gloria in
Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plains And the mountains in reply Echo back their joyous strains Gloria, Gloria Shepherds, why
She's got this picture in her head of leaving Feels like there's nothing left and no good reason How could he hit her? She wasn't born a quitter And she
F-M-S-T-A-T-I-C That's the way we do it when we do it correctly F-M-S-T-A-T-I-C That's the way we do it when we do it correct F-M-S-T-A-T-I-C That's
I'm feelin' trapped inside this house The words I want, they won't come out Feel like a ghost inside these walls It's like no one sees me at all I wanna
