Oh, where oh where can my baby be? The Lord took her away from me She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good So I can see my baby when I leave this world. We were out on a date in my daddy's car We hadn't driven very far There in the road, up straight

'Til I see you again That's the only way to go Fightin' the good fight Til the good Lord calls you home This is our last goodbye So be well my friend Preacher said he died too young Over there totin' that gun For Uncle Sam and our freedom

In my solitude I sit in my chair With gloom everywhere I sit and I stare I know that I'll soon go mad Dear Lord above Send back my love You haunt me

And I ain't gotta see my ex future mother-in-law anymore Oh lord, when it rains it pours Then I won a hundred bucks on a scratch off ticket Bought two twelve packs and a tank of gas with it She swore they were a waist of time, oh, but she was wrong I was

Everything to God in prayer Take it to the Lord in prayer What a friend we have in Jesus All our sins and griefs to bear And what a privilege to carry Oh, what peace we often forfeit Oh, what needless pain we bear All because we do not carry Have we

My sins from my youth And father, please remove my transgressions Let them blow in the wind like sand 'Cause all of my deeds, you know them Use me as your vessel Shine like the burning candle in the room Lord, don't remember, oh, don't remember Lord,

Let's do it again 'Cause I love to make sweet love to you baby I wanna go all night long Don't stop please don't stop please please don't stop it You sweet young thing you Whatever you do Lord knows you do it nice and easy You keep it nice and long You

Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love With burning love I feel my temperature rising Like the sweet song of a choir You light my morning sky 'Cause your kisses lift me higher Lord Almighty, Higher higher It's burning through to my soul

The lord nor the prophet from such time Jah Rastafari in this time They never love, they never love How do you expect them to love (I and I) And I and I lay hold on Babylon the old old dragon They never love, they never love (oooh) For I and I was the

Please don't let my dreams run dry He just takes the tractor another round And pulls the plow across the ground And sends up another prayer He says, "Lord, I never complain, I never ask why Underneath, underneath this Amarillo sky." He gets up before the