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(# 23 top country album)

Grady Martin, Jimmy Lance, Harold Bradley, Ray Edenton - guitar
Hal Rugg - steel
Roy Huskey - bass
Len Miller - drums
Jerry Smith - piano
Vocals:
The Jordanaires
Recorded:
Feb/1967, Columbia Studio, Nashville
© Stallion Music, BMI
I plowed the fields and I planted the seed
I worked my hands to the bone
But the ground laid barren till he sent the sunshine
For I can do nothing alone
I raised the corn and I rode to the mill
With the best crop I ever had grown
But the wheel wouldn't grind till he stirred the waters
For I can do nothing alone
I can do nothing alone
I'm weak and my Master is strong
I held the pencil but he wrote this song
For I can do nothing alone
[ instrumental ]
And now as my years lead me into the valley
I've asked him to please come home
For I walk in search of the good life hereafter
And I can do nothing alone
I can do nothing alone...
**********
© Victor Gospel Music, BMI
Standing on the promises of Christ my King
Through eternal ages let His praises ring
Glory in the highes I will shout and sing
Standing on the promises of God
Standing (on the promises) standing (on the promises)
Standing on the promises of God my Saviour
Standing standing
I'm standing on the promises of God
Standing on the promises that cannot fail
Though the howling storms of doubt and fear assail
By the living word of God I shall prevail
Standing on the promises of God
Standing (on the promises) standing (on the promises)...
Standing on the promises I cannot fall
Listening every moment to the spirits call
Resting in my Saviour as my all in all
Standing on the promises of God
Standing (on the promises) standing (on the promises)...
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© Cedarwood Pub, BMI
My latest sun is sinking fast
My race is nearly run
My strongest trials now are past
My triumphs has began
Oh come angel band
Come and around me stand
Bear me away on your snowy wings
To my immortal home
Oh bear me away on your snowy wings
To my immortal home
[ instrumental ]
I've almost gained my heavenly home
My spirit loudly sing
The holy ones behold they come
I hear the noise of wings
Oh come angel band...
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(# 64 country hit)
© Stallion Music, BMI
Papa was a simple man
Papa loved his farmin' land
Guess I didn't understand
Please forgive me papa
You can't paint a picture of a man like papa
With something as empty as words
Cause there's no way to measure the thoughness of timber
And compare it to the softness of birds
Papa was both and yet he was neither
Just a hard workin' God fearing soul
He gave what he had to the ones that he loved
And I guess he loved me best of all
For I was the oldest and we were the closest
We worked that old farm side by side
I guess that's the reason it hit me the hardest
The mornin' that my papa died
All I could think of was how hard he'd worked
And what little comfort he'd found
I guess that's the reason I hitched up the mule
And drove the ol' buggy to town
I picked out a lot in the big cemetery
In the shade of a tall maple tree
Figured it's the least I could do for my papa
After all the things that he's done for me
We gave him a funeral fit for a king
And then we laid him to rest in the sod
Somehow I thought that in that big pretty place
He just might feel closer to God
The women were cryin' as they passed by papa
The men stopped and all shook my hand
Most of the mourness had gone when I looked up
And noticed this white haired old man
He was dressed kinda shabby and he walked with a cane
His voice was shaky and low
I had to look twice before I recognized him
He used to work for us a long time ago
They told me this mornin' that the big boss had died
And I thought that I should come around
I went out to the homeplace to tell him goodbye
They told me that you done brought him to town
I remember your papa used to say
That when he died he didn't have but one request
He wanted to be burried out dare on that farm
He said there wadn't nowhere else that he could rest
When I heard what you'd done
I fetched me a shovel found me an old paper sack
I scooped up some dirt from up near the farmhouse
And thought that I'd just bring it back
I hope you don't mind if I just sorta scatter
These few little pieces of clay
It ain't gonna mess up your pretty green grass
He just might sleep better this way
Guess I didn't understand please forgive me papa
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© Beechwood Music, BMI
Let me be a little kinder let me be a little blinder
To the faults of those about me let me praise a little more
Let me be when I am weary just a little bit more cheery
Think a little more of others and a little less of me
[ instrumental ]
Let me be a little braver when temptation bits me waver
Let me strive a little harder to be all that I should be
Let me be a little meeker with the brother who is weaker
Think a little more of others and a little less of me
[ instrumental ]
Let me be when I am weary just a little bit more cheery
Let me serve a little better those that I am striving for
Let me be a little meeker with the brother who is weaker
Think a little more of others and a little less of me
Think a little more of others and a little less of me
**********
© Bridge Building Music, BMI
I can hear my Saviour calling
I can hear my Saviour calling
I can hear my Saviour calling
Take Thy cross and follow follow me
Where he leads me I will follow
Where he leads me I will follow
Where he leads me I will follow
I'll go with him with him all the way
[ instrumental ]
I'll go with him through the garden
I'll go with him through the garden
I'll go with him through the garden
I'll go with him with him all the way
Where he leads me I will follow...
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© Word Music, ASCAP
Just as I am without one plea
But that Thy blood was shed for me
And that Thou bid'st me come to Thee
Oh lamb of God I come I come
Just as I am and waiting not
To rid my soul of one dark blot
To Thee who's blood can cleanse each spot
Oh lamb of God I come I come
Just as I am Thou tossed about
With many a conflict and many a doubt
Fightings within and fears without
Oh lamb of God I come I come
Just as I am Thou wilt receive
Will dwell come pardon cleanse relieve
Because Thy promise I believe
Oh lamb of God I come I come
**********
© Silverhill Music, BMI
There's a deep silent river flowing just beyond
And its waters are deep and wide
It's as dark as the night but my eyes see a light
Just down by the river side
There's a light at the river a light at the river
A light at the river I can see
My Lord will stand and hold in his hand
A light at the river for me
[ instrumental ]
To this deep silent river I have come on my knees
I'm afraid for I know I've sinned
But the beckoning light leads me on through the night
To the waters where my soul may be cleansed
There's a light at the river a light at the river...
[ instrumental ]
I can hear his voice saying come unto me
Dip your wings in the misty tide
Then we'll pass o'er deep and you'll never more weep
In your home on the other side
There's a light at the river a light at the river...
A light at the river for me
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© Peer Music, BMI
Sometimes I wonder when things go so wrong
Has God forsaken me and left me alone
And then I remember through trials of distress
He's always with me I'm most richly blessed
I asked for strength that I might achieve
I was given weakness that I might learn humbly to obey
I asked for health that I might do great things
I was given informality that I might do better things
I asked for riches that I might be happy
I was given poverty that I might be wise
I asked for power that I might have the praise of men
I was made weak that I might feel the need of God
I asked for all things that I might enjoy life
I was given life that I might enjoy all things
I got nothing that I asked for but everything that I hoped for
And almost despite myself I among men am most richly blessed
And then I remember through trials and distress
He's always with me I'm most richly blessed
**********
© Word Music, ASCAP
I walked one day along a country road
And there a stranger journeyed too
Bent low beneath the burden of his load
It was the cross the cross I knew
Take up Thy cross and follow me
I hear the blessed Saviour call
How can I make a lesser sacrifice
When Jesus gave his all
[ instrumental ]
I cried Lord Jesus and he spoke my name
I saw his hands all bruised and torn
I stooped to kiss away the marks of shame
The shame for me that he had born
Take up Thy cross and follow me...
**********
© Milene Music, ASCAP
I've just been to heaven with someone so true
I dreamed about mama last night
She read me her Bible like she used to do
I dreamed about mama last night
Mama used to never go to sleep at night until all of us were in bed
On party nights till we come home she often sat up and read
We little thought about it then for we were young and gay
Just how much mama worried when children were away
We only knew that she never slept when we were out at night
That she waited just to know that we were all gonna come home alright
Why sometimes we'd stayed away till one or two or three
And I used to think that mama could hear the turning of the key
For we'd step aside and she'd call and we'd reply
But we were all too young back then to understand just why
But up until the last one had returned mama always kept a light
She couldn't go to sleep until she kissed us all goodnight
I think mama just had to know that we were safe before she went to rest
She seemed to fear that the world might harm the ones that she loved the best
One time she told me when you're grown to women and to men
I'll sleep the whole night through I bet I'll be different then
And so it seemed that night and day we knew a mother's care
Then always when we got back home we'd find her waiting there
And then came the night that we were called together round her bed
The children are all with you now the kindly doctor said
And in her eyes there gleamed again that old time tender light
That told that she's just been waiting to know that we were all alright
She smiled that old familiar smile and prayed to God to keep
Her children safe from harm throughout the years then mama went to sleep
My dream is a treasure that I'll always keep
I dreamed about mama last night
**********
© Hosanna House, BMI
This is my story this is my song
Praising my Saviour all the day long
This is my story this is my song
Praising my Saviour all the day long
Blessed assurance Jesus is mine
Oh what a foretaste of glory divine
Air of salvation purchase of God
Born of his spirit washed in his blood
This is my story this is my song...
Perfect submition all is the rest
I in my Saviour am happy and blessed
Watching and waiting looking above
Filled with his goodness lost in his love
This is my story this is my song...
**********
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