Is your burden heavy as you bear it all alone? / Does the road you travel, harbor dangers yet unknown? / Are you growing weary in the struggle of it all? / Jesus will help you when on His name you call
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Happy, happy birthday baby / Although you’re with somebody new / Thought I drop a line to say / That I wish this happy day would find me beside you.
I’m falling in love, tonight / Somehow, I know / The beautiful world tonight / Is sharing, it’s glow
Never found a four leaf clover to bring good luck to meNo rabbit’s foot no lucky star no magic wishing treeBut I got lucky, yes I got luckyWhen I found you, oh yeah!Got no rainbow around my shoulder, no horseshoe on my doorBut I got you to hold me tight and who could ask for moreOh I got lucky, yes I got luckyWhen I found you,I always walk around with all my fingers crossedI’m afraid the love I found just might get lostSo won’t you tell me that you love me, hurry up and name thedayAnd then I’ll know that my good luck is really here to stayOh I got lucky, yes I got luckyWhen I found youI always walk around with all my fingers crossedI’m afraid the love I found just might get lostSo won’t you tell me that you love me, hurry up and name thedayAnd then I’ll know that my good luck is really here to stayOh I got lucky, yes I got luckyWhen I found youOh I got lucky, yes I got luckyWhen I found you
Oh, baby, let me be / Your lovin’ teddy bear / Put a chain around my neck / And lead me anywhere
Just leave it to me / Don’t ever be ashamed / Just give me a chance / I’ll take care of everything
He left in the splendor of heaven / Knowing His destiny / Was the lonely hill of Golgotha / There to lay down His life for me
I saw the harbor lights / They only told me we were parting / Those same old harbor lights / That once brought you to me.
O beautiful for spacious skies, / For amber waves of grain, / For purple mountain majesties / Above the fruited plain!
Oh, mama liked the roses she grew them in the yard / But Winter always came around and made the growing way too hard / Oh, mama liked the roses and when she had the time / She’d decorate the living room, for all us kids to see