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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


Who Says God Is Dead! (1968)
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(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?...

. . .


Standing room only, not even room to kneel and pray
Standing room only on the Judgement Day
Last night I have an awful dream that the end of time had come
The trumpet had been sounded and life on earth has done.

An angel stood, one foot on land the other foot on sea
And as I tried to kneel and pray a voice said unto me
There's standing room only, it's too late now to pray
There's standing room only, this is the Judgement Day.

People filled each church and churchyard
Just as far as I could see
I heard the pityful cry for mercy and then I realized it was me
I saw the Saviour did appear as he split the eastern sky
I saw tears of joy on a Christian's face and I heard the sinners cry.

And as I tried to touch his hand with one last people plea
I cried again have mercy, have mercy Lord on me
I saw a tear come to his eye as he turned my soul away
I didn't know him yesterday and he knew me not today.

The earth was burning all around
The world wound up in smoke
And as the flames came off me
Thank God I awoke.

Then I got out of bed and got down on my knees
And you should've heard me pray
For in my dream I witnessed God's great Judgement Day
Standing room only on God's great Judgement Day...

. . .


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 love to hear those good old songs they sing unto the Lord
I love to play my old guitar with them and I wanna choir
I'm looking forward to the day when I'll reach glory land
I'll have a harp with golden strings to play with the angel band.

I'm gonna trade my old guitar for a harp with golden strings
I'm gonna play like David did unto my Lord and pain
We'll gather round the great white throne
And make the heaven's ring
I'm gonna trade my old guitar for a harp with golden strings.

--- Instrumental ---

I hear songs of every time that gives my heart a trill
Songs of love and happiness and songs about the hills
But of all the songs I've ever heard there's none that can compare
To the songs that helps the angels sing when I get over there.

I'm gonna trade my old guitar for a harp with golden strings
I'm gonna play like David did unto my Lord and pain
We'll gather round the great white throne
And make the heaven's ring
I'm gonna trade my old guitar for a harp with golden strings.

I'm gonna trade my old guitar for a harp with golden strings...

. . .


I get down on my knees
Everyday and I pray
These tears I'm a cryin' are tears of joy
'Cause it wash my sins away.

I'm a livin' for the Lord
And I want everybody to know
This old world's just my dressin' room
And I'm a gettin' ready to go.

Yeah, I'm a gettin' ready to go
To a place called heaven
I'm gonna praise my Saviour's name
Everyday that I'm livin'.

Glory hallelujah, I'm not ashamed
To let the salvation show
This old world's just my dressin' room
And I'm a gettin' ready to go.

--- Instrumental ---

I'm gonna walk in there
With Jesus and my God
I wanna know everything'sa gonna be alright
When they lay me under to sod.

When he gathers his sheep
I wanna be as white as snow
This old world's just my dressin' room
And I'm a gettin' ready to go.

Yeah, I'm a gettin' ready to go
To a place called heaven
I'm gonna praise my Saviour's name
Everyday that I'm livin'.

Glory hallelujah, I'm not ashamed
To let the salvation show
This old world's just my dressin' room
And I'm a gettin' ready to go.

This old world's just my dressin' room
And I'm a gettin' ready to go...

. . .


He's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole wide world in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands.

He's got the little bitty baby in his hands
He's got the little bitty baby in his hands
He's got the little bitty baby in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole wide world in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands.

He's got you and me brother in his hands
he's got you and me sister in his hands
He's got you and me brother in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole wide world in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands.

He's got everybody here in his hands
He's got everybody here in his hands
He's got everybody here in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole wide world in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands.

He's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole wide world in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands...

. . .


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...

. . .


If you're tired of sinnin'
Take your Saviour's hand
There's a mansion worth winnin'
In the great Promised Land.

Many debtors are grinnin'
Don't you slip and fall
If you miss heaven
You'll miss it all.

If you miss heaven
You'll miss it all
For me to reach heaven
I'd gladly crawl.

The smallest and weakest
Who love him or fall
If you miss heaven
You'll miss it all.

--- Instrumental ---

Our loving Saviour
Gave us a sake of birth
And his salvation frees us
From the sorrows of earth.

Forever with Jesus
May life seem so small
If you miss heaven
You'll miss it all.

If you miss heaven
You'll miss it all
For me to reach heaven
I'd gladly crawl.

The smallest and weakest
Who love him or fall
If you miss heaven
You'll miss it all...

. . .



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...

. . .


(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...

. . .


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?)...

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