(Title) My Daughter. Dont you dance to the tune the world is playing Don't you march to the rhythm of their drum Your pathway through life has...
Then wake up the mob of you, and face the world of reality in which you live. Drop a rock on your foot; you didn't dream that pain matey, it's...
He was a travelling western preacher A healer of renown He would preach and heal the poor and sick In every western town. It was at a local...
He was camped put on some no name creek He knew his time had come He was happy just to die out there Neath the Wattle tree and Gum. But we...
Gidda, I go by the name S-word, I'm seventy, grey, and cranky. I live on acreage in north Queenslland, follow the bible teachings, but interpret...
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