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A Different Song |
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(Don Reid) |
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I've sung everything from hard times to heaven |
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To the cold winds that chilled my very soul |
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And I've sung everything from lonely nights in taverns |
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To dime store women on the troll |
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And I've sung everything from sunshine to sadness |
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From the good life to the hells of Bob McVee |
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Now I sing a different song and tell a different story |
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'Cause Jesus sang a different song to me |
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Chorus: |
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And he said he'd meet me (Meet me in the mornin') |
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In the mornin' (Meet me in the mornin') |
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In the sweet still shadows of his love (of his love) |
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He said he'd meet me (Meet me in the mornin') |
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In the mornin' (Meet me in the mornin') |
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In the warm soft goodness of his love |
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I've read it in the pages of |
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Matthew, Mark and Proverbs, Daniel, Revelation, Timothy |
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And the wisdom I discovered from cover to cover |
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Was enough to scare the Devil out of me |
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The words all have reason |
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And they're never out of season |
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They're the sweetest written words you'll ever hear |
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Since I've been readin' Jesus |
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I read a different story |
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'Cause Jesus, he's been readin' me for years |
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Chorus: |
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And he said he'd meet me (Meet me in the mornin') |
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In the mornin' (Meet me in the mornin') |
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In the sweet still shadows of his love (of his love) |
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He said he'd meet me (Meet me in the mornin') |
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In the mornin' (Meet me in the mornin') |
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In the warm soft goodness of his love |
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Chorus: |
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And he said he'd meet me (Meet me in the mornin') |
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In the mornin' (Meet me in the mornin') |
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In the sweet still shadows of his love (of his love) |
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He said he'd meet me (Meet me in the mornin') |
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In the mornin' (Meet me in the mornin') |
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In the warm soft goodness of his love |
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In the warm soft goodness of his love |
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Of his love, of his love |