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"Wake Nicodemus Lyrics"
All Out (Original) Lyrics
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f/ Mase [Mase] Yo, this go out to radio stations The disc jockeys, college radio Independent market And promotions street team Anybody who put a stic
Wake Nicodemus
(Henry Clay Work)
Nicodemus, the slave, was of African birth
And was bought for a bagful of gold.
He was reckoned as part of the salt of the earth
But he died years ago very old.
'Twas his last sad request, so we laid him away
In the trunk of an old hollow tree,
"Wake me up!" was his charge, "at the first break of day
Wake me up for the great Jubilee!"
cho: The "Good Time Coming" i
Once More Without Feeling Lyrics
Your time in the lights Came and went just as fast Stolen from you in your moment of glory It's an old story It's an old ghost you can't forget And you regret the way That it was taken away from you Now
s almost hereYour time in the lights Came and went just as fast Stolen from you in your moment of glory It's an old story It's an old ghost you can't forget And you regret the way That it was taken away from you Now
It was long, long, long on the way!
Now, run and tell Elija to hurry up Pomp,
And meet us at the gum-tree down in the swamp
To wake Nicodemus today.
He was known as a prophet - at least was as wise -
For he told of the battles to come;
And he trembled with dread when he rolled up his eyes,
And we heeded the shake of his thumb.
Though he clothed us with fear, yet the garments he wore
Were in patches at elbow and knee;
So Like A Rose Lyrics
Baby thinks he's dying Lost inside his bedroom Mommy won't stop crying And daddy's always working There's no going back There's no going back There's no going back On this one Baby wakes u
nd he still wears the suit that he used to of yore,Baby thinks he's dying Lost inside his bedroom Mommy won't stop crying And daddy's always working There's no going back There's no going back There's no going back On this one Baby wakes u
As he sleeps in the old hollow tree.
Nicodemus was never the sport of the lash,
Though the bullet has oft crossed his path;
There were none of his masters so brave or so rash
As to face such a man in his wrath.
Yet his great heart with kindness was filled to the brim
He obeyed who was born to command;
But he longed for the morning which then was so dim,
The morning which now is at hand.
'Twas a long
British Columbia Lyrics
She says she's going back home. Hasn't seen her friends in a while. Plus British Colubia's real nice this time of year. And when she gets there she says that she'll phone. May take a day or so. It always takes l
weary night - we were almost in fearShe says she's going back home. Hasn't seen her friends in a while. Plus British Colubia's real nice this time of year. And when she gets there she says that she'll phone. May take a day or so. It always takes l
That the future was more than he knew;
'Twas a long weary night - but the morning is near,
And the words of our prophet are true.
There are signs in the sky that the darkness is gone -
There are tokens in endless array;
When the storm which had seemingly banished the dawn
Only hastens the advent of day.
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