fullfill the book Won't you help to sing These songs of freedom? 'Cause all I ever had Redemption songs All I ever had Redemption songs These songs of freedom Songs
Don't you know it doesn't matter Who you are or what you'd really like to be Cause it's all without your mind And you weren't born blind And you don'
'Cause it sounds like a long song comin' And it looks like he might throw in a little dancin', too Yes, it sounds like a long song comin' And buddy,
I've been lonely but not lonelier than Him I've been lonely but not lonelier than Him When I'm lonely still I know He'll forgive me yes it's so I've
Words and music by bob seger I woke up with this feeling There was something I wanted to say So I wrote you a song. Lately girl I've been dreamin
I'm headin' to Atlanta Leavin' on a Delta plane Uh huh, all right I'm headin' to Atlanta Leavin'on a Delta plane Uh huh, good good I'll carry my trenchcoat
Slumber softly goodnight Ne thy cover so white, Lullaby , Lullaby, soon the day will be born, Lullaby, Lullaby, though shalt wake with the dawn.
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody
men have gone down I'm seein' your world of people and things Hear paupers and peasants and princes and kings Hey, hey, Woody Guthrie, I wrote you a song
If I had wings like Noah's dove I'd fly the river to the one I love Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well I had a man who was long and tall Moved
Bad news, bad news Came to me where I sleep Turn, turn, turn again Sayin' one of your friends Is in trouble deep Turn, turn to the rain And the wind
I love you more than ever, more than time and more than love I love you more than money and more than the stars above Love you more than madness, more
One time in London I gone out for a walk Past the place called Hyde Park where people talk About all kinds of different gods they have their point of
Bob B O B, Bob was a drunken old slob But Bob made it to the top I once knew a pirate named Bob B O B, Bob was a drunken old slob B O B, Bob, 'bout
Won't you help to sing These songs of freedom? 'Cause all I ever had Redemption songs All I ever had Redemption songs These songs of freedom Songs of
Sit at my table And drink all my wine And tell me a tale Of some happier time Sit at my table And sing me a song There's no time for sleep We haven't
I like the sun When it shines On the moon At night I like the way Way that you smile When you feel Just right Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na
One time in London I'd gone out for a walk Past a place called Hyde park where people talk 'Bout all kinds of different gods, they have their point of
