Carl Smith - When the roll is called up yonder

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When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more
And the morning breaks eternal bright and fair
When the saved word shall gather over on the other shore
And the roll is called up yonder I ll be there
When the roll is called up yonder when the roll is called up yonder
When the roll is called up yonder when the roll is called up yonder I ll be there
[ guitar ]
On that bright and cloudless morning when the dead in Christ shall rise
And the glory of his resurrection share
When His chosen ones shall gather to their home beyond the skies
And the roll is called up yonder I’ll be there
When the roll is called up yonder...
[ guitar ]
Let us lay before the Master from the dawn till setting sun
Let us talk of all his wonderous love and care
And when all of life is over and our work on earth is done
When the roll is called up yonder I ll be there
When the roll is called up yonder...

Inne utwory

  • Gloryland way
  • I dreamed of the old rugged cross
  • Works of the Lord
  • Time changes everything
  • Just wait till i get you alone
  • Softly and tenderly
  • Night train to memphis
  • Mr Moon
  • Honky tonk man
  • Let old mother nature have her way
  • Look what thoughts done to me
  • Me and my broken heart
  • Wait a little longer
  • If teardrops were pennies

    • Losowe utwory

    Last real nigga alive

    [Intro]
    Uh, uh, uh, uh

    [Chorus 2X]
    Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ
    He s just nice, he just slice like a ginsu
    Look at the life that I been through
    I m the last real nigga alive, that s official

    [Nas]
    Y all don t know about my...

    Eye for eye

    [Chorus]

    Nigga you shit on me , i ll shit on you
    You put a hit on me, i ll put a hit on you
    A eye for an eye nigga
    Survive the shots or die nigga

    [Lloyd Banks]

    You can t roll wit me i m...

    Za nami

    Za nami dom niewoli
    a przed nami mgła
    Szukamy swych korzeni
    Jesteśmy dziećmi tej ziemi
    Nasza afryka była zawsze tu

    Nić została zerwana
    Ścięto święty dąb
    Nie znaczą nic ważne słowa
    Uczmy się ich od nowa
    Nasza afryka była zawsze tu...

    Give the radio back

    Hey Teacher, What Are You Trying to Do?
    I m Getting Tired of Livin in This Zoo
    You Slap Me in the Face and You Knock Me Down
    You Beat My Head Right in to the Ground
    I ve Never Felt This Way Before
    I Can t Take It no More
    So Give...

    Riddim

    don t always avoid the dark side of the town
    lose, lose the riddim at least one more time

    Street glitters reflecting the moon. World glazed with recent rain
    From passing by unfriendly crowd drifts a familiar smell
    Sniffing shoes soaked in forgotten puddles leads obediently but unsure of the way;
    The right path is...