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Loretta Lynn


Информация
Настоящее имя Loretta Webb
Дата рождения 14 апреля 1932 г.
Откуда Butcher Hollow, Kentucky, USA
Жанры Gospel
Honky tonk
Country
Годы 1960—н.в.
Лейблы Columbia Records
Interscope Records
См. также Dolly Parton
Ernest Tubb
Conway Twitty
Tammy Wynette
Jack White
Crystal Gayle
Peggy Sue
The Lynns
Сайт Website



Альбом Loretta Lynn


Peace In The Valley (1990)
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I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The son of God discloses.

And he walks with me and he talks with me
And he tells me I am his own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known.

--- Instrumental ---

He speaks and the sound of his voice is so sweet
That the birds hush their singing
And the melody that he gave to me
Within my heart is ringing.

And he walks with me and he talks with me
And he tells me I am his own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known...

. . .


Loretta Lynn & Ernest Ray

(Oh mama why did God take my daddy?)
('Cause I'd been good just like he said to be)
(I heard daddy pray, dear Lord don't take me from them)
(Oh mama, why did God take him from me?)

Come here son, you've asked mama somethin'
That's even hard for me to understand
For there's one thing I do know
Daddy wouldn't wanna see those tears in the eyes of this big man.

So stop cryin' now and listen real careful
To every word mama has to say, you see son
God picks the sweetest most beautiful flowers that grow
And he makes them the brightest shiniest stars that glow.

Now daddy talked with the Lord every day
And daddy and God'll be real close
So let's just say it seems that God takes
The ones he loves the most.

(Oh mama, why did God take my daddy?)
Son you haven't heard a word that mama said
So come on now let's say your prayers
And mama tuck you in bed.

And we must have questioned God
'Cause he already has everything planned
And honey daddy can't ever come back to us
Though we can go to him.

(Oh mama, why did God take him from me?)...

. . .


(Ray Overholt)

He could have caught ten thousand angels.

--- Instrumental ---

They bound the hands of Jesus in the garden where he pray
They led him through the street in shame
They spat upon the Saviour so pure and free from sin
They said crusify him he's to blame.

He could have called ten thousand angels
To destroy the world and set him free
He could have called ten thousand angels
But he died alone for you and me.

--- Instrumental ---

Upon his precious head they placed a crown of thorns
They laughed and said behold the king
They struck him and they cursed him and mocked his holy name
And all alone he suffered everything.

He could have called ten thousand angels
To destroy the world and set him free
He could have called ten thousand angels
But he died alone for you and me...

. . .


I believe for every drop of rain that falls a flower grows
I believe that somewhere in the darkest night a candle glows
I believe for every one who goes astray
Someone will come to show the way
I believe, I believe.

I believe above the storm
The smallest prayer will still be heard
I believe that someone in the great somewhere
Hears every word
Every time I hear a new born baby cry
Or touch a leaf or see the sky
Then I know why. I believe.

--- Instrumental ---

(I believe above the storm)
(The smallest prayer will still be heard)
(I believe that someone in the great somewhere)
(Hears every word)
Every time I hear a new born baby cry
Or touch a leaf or see the sky
Then I know why I believe, I believe...

. . .


I'd rather have Jesus than silver or gold
I'd rather be his than have riches untold
I'd rather have Jesus than houses or land
I'd rather be led by his nail pierced hands.

Than to be the queen of the best domain
And be held in sin's dreads way
I'd rather have Jesus than anything
This world affords today.

--- Instrumental ---

I'd rather have Jesus than men's applause
I'd rather be faithful to his dear cause
I'd rather have Jesus then world wide things
I'd rather be true to his holy name.

Than to be the queen of the best domain
And be held in sin's dreads way
I'd rather have Jesus than anything
This world affords today...

. . .


Oh well, I'm tired and so weary but I must go along
Till my Lord comes and calls me, calls me away, oh yes
Oh well, the morning's so bright and the lamb is the light
And the night, night is as black as the sea. oh yes.

There will be peace, peace in the valley for me some day
There will be peace in the valley for me, oh Lord I pray
There'll be no sadness, no sorrow, no troubles I'll see
There will be peace, peace in the valley for me.

--- Instrumental ---

Well, the bear will be gentle and the wolf will be tame
And the lion shall lay down, down by the lamb, oh yes
And the beast from the wild will be lead by little child
And I'll be changed, changed from this creature that I am, oh yes.

There will be peace, peace in the valley for me some day
There will be peace in the valley for me, oh Lord I pray
There'll be no sadness, no sorrow, no troubles I'll see
There will be peace, peace in the valley for me...

. . .


In our little one room country school
It's where I learned to pray
A church without a steeple
That's where I learned to pray.

Every Sunday morning
About the hour of ten
The door would open to our school
The preacher did walk in.

He'd smile and say good morning
How's everything today?
We'd bow our heads and close our eyes
And then he'd say let's pray.

In our little one room country school
It's where I learned to pray
Our church that had no steeple
Is no longer there today.

From Monday until Friday at school
We'd learn and play
Then back at school on Sunday
That's where I learned to pray.

--- Instrumental ---

Our clothes were clean but faded
Sometimes our feet were bare
But no one noticed anything
Except the Lord was there.

We'd come from all directions
Searching for the way
Harmonizes at school on Sunday
That's where I learned to pray.

In our little one room country school
It's where I learned to pray
Our church that had no steeple
Is no longer there today.

From Monday until Friday at school
We'd learn and play
Then back at school on Sunday
That's where I learned to pray...

. . .


How sweet and happy seem those days of which I dream
When memory recalls them now and then
And with what rapture sweet my weary heart would beat
If I could hear my mother pray again.

If I could hear my mother pray again
If I could hear her tender voice as then
How glad I would be with who means so much to me
If I could hear my mother pray again.

--- Instrumental ---

She used to pray that I, on Jesus would rely
And always walk the shining gospel way
So trusting still his love I'll seek that home above
For I shall meet my mother some glad day.

If I could hear my mother pray again
If I could hear her tender voice as then
How glad I would be with who means so much to me
If I could hear my mother pray again...

. . .


On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross
The emblem of suffering and shame
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners was slain.

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross
Till my trophies at last I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it some day for a crown.

--- Instrumental ---

Oh, that old rugged cross so despised by the world
Is a wonderous attraction for me
For the dear lamb of God left this glory above
To bare it to dark calvary.

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross
Till my trophies at last I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it some day for a crown...

. . .


(Who says God is dead who says God is dead)

Who says God is dead?
I'm a talkin' to him now
Who says God is dead?
He's with us all right now.

He knows every move that you make
He knows every time you make a mistake
The rumor has been spread
Who says God is dead?

Who says God is dead?
That's stupid and mighty low
I like to meet 'em face to face
And tell 'em it's not so.

I've got my Saviour by the hand
He's leadin' me to the Promised Land
No, I'm not out of my head
Who says God is dead?

--- Instrumental ---

Who says God is dead?
He's a watchin' you right now
Who says God is dead
He's a reachin' for you now.

If I were you I'd kneel and pray
'Cause we're not promised one more day
Remember blood was shed
Who says God is dead?

Who says God is dead?
I'm a talkin' to him now
Who says God is dead?
He's with us all right now.

Who says God is dead?
Who says God is dead?
Who says God is dead?...

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