to proclaim In my Lord of all Hallelujah (5x) All hail the power of jesus name let angels prostrate fall Bring forth the royal diadem and crown Him Lord of all
Traduction: Lundi matin. Lord Of All.
, one o'clock till four, And Lord how slow the moments go. All I do is pour black coffee. Since the blues caught my eye, I'm hanging out on monday, But
a daddy to you? Now she?s feelin sick in the mornings, she can?t get into her jeans I spent my last ten dollars, bought her second hand reams I start to work next Monday
shadows 1 o'clock to 4 And Lord, how slow the moments go When all I do is pour Black Coffee Since the blues caught my eye I'm hanging out on Monday My
TREND! Angelic Voices: SUNDAY Greggery: Sunday? WOW! SUNDAY, SATURDAY . . . TUESDAY THROUGH 'MONDAY - MONDAY'! SUNDAY, SATURDAY Narrator: And thus THE CALENDAR, in all
got three fine mamas sittin all alone, gonna sip our wine and get it on And do some down south jukin' Lookin' for a peace of mind Now come Monday morn
sittin all alone, gonna sip my wine and get it on And do some down south jukin' Lookin' for a peace of mind Now come Monday morn we'll be headin'
Honky tonk Well, come Monday morning we'll be headed back to the the field We'll be pickin' our cotton for Papa and ol' Uncle Bill Lord, but come
was odd, that day he bought those pine pajamas his check was good with God. Those here without the Lord, how do you cope? For this morning we don'
was odd, that day he bought those pine pajamas his check was good with God. Those here without the Lord, how do you cope? For this morning we don't
I remember that monday morning When i was subpoenaed to be in court Many things ran through my mind I started thinking about the people All day long,
were rockets bursting in the sky Talking about redemption and leaving things behind As the sun sank west of the Mendocino County line As fierce as Monday morning
gotta stack my cabbage Monday morning, 8:30 right back in court Couple of homeboys, my momma give me full support Raised up filthy but the Lord be with
o'clock to four And, Lord, how slow the moments go When all I do is pour Black coffee Since the blues caught my eye I'm hanging out on Monday
