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A travelling soldier ~ Home Free

20 onsdag okt 2021

Posted by astridterese in Musikk

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a travellin' soldier, a travelling soldier, home free, lyrics, musikk

“Travelin’ Soldier” er skrevet og gitt ut av den amerikanske country artisten Bruce Robison i 1996. Da handlet det om en mannlig soldat som deltok i Vietnam krigen.

Denne versjonen er omskrevet til nyere historie og handler om en kvinnelig soldat.

Two days past eighteen
She was waiting for the bus in her army green
Sat down in a booth in a cafe near Bali
Gave her order to a guy in thin black tie.

She’s a little shy so he gave her a smile
Said would you mind sittin’ down for a while
And talking to me, I’m feeling a little low
He said I’m off in an hour and I know where we can go

So they went down and they sat on the pier
She said I bet you got a girlfriend but I don’t care
I got no one to send a letter to
Would you mind if I sent one back here to you

I cried
You’ll never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him they told her
Waitin’ for the love of a travelin’ soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin’ for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone when the letter says
A soldier’s coming home

So the letters came once a week atleast
From Oklahoma then the Middle east
And she told him of her heart
It might be love and all of the things she was so scared of
She said when it’s getting kinda rough over here
I think of that day sittin’ down at the pier
And I close my eyes and see your handsome smile
Don’t worry but I won’t be able to write for a while

I cried
You’ll never wanna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him they told her
Waitin’ for the love of a travelin’ soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin’ for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone when the letter says
A soldier’s coming home

One Friday night at a football game
The Lord’s Prayer said and the anthem sang
A man said folks would you bow your head
For the list of local army dead
Crying all alone under the stands
Was the piccolo player in the marching band
And one name read and nobody really cried
But a single guy in a thin black tie

I cried
You’ll never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him they told her
Waitin’ for the love of a travelin’ soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin’ for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone when the letter says
A soldier’s coming home

I cried
You’ll never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him they told her
Waitin’ for the love of a travelin’ soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin’ for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone when the letter says
A soldier’s coming home

~ Bruce Robison

How Great Thou Art

22 onsdag sep 2021

Posted by astridterese in Kristne, Musikk

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O Lord, my God, when I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder
Thy power throughout the universe displayed

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art

When through the woods and forests glades I wander,
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur,
And see the brook and feel the gentle breeze

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art

It is well, it is well with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul

When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart
Then I shall bow in humble adoration
And then proclaim, my God, how great Thou art

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art

~ Stuart Keene Hine

In the blood

01 onsdag sep 2021

Posted by astridterese in Musikk

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home free, in the blood, John Mayer, lyrics, musikk

Dette er en sang av og med John Mayer. Men jeg liker best Home Frees versjon.

How much of my mother has my mother left in me?
How much of my love will be insane to some degree?
What about this feeling that I’m never good enough?
Will it wash out in the water, or is it always in the blood?

How much of my father am I destined to become?
Will I dim the lights inside me just to satisfy someone?
Will I let this woman kill me, or do away with jealous love?
Will it wash out in the water, or is it always in the blood?

I can feel love the I want, I can feel the love I need
But it’s never gonna come the way I am
Could I change it if I wanted, can I rise above the flood?
Will it wash out in the water, or is it always in the blood?

How much like my brothers, do my brothers wanna be?
Does a broken home become another broken family?
Or will we be there for each other, like nobody ever could?
Will it wash out in the water, or is it always in the blood?

I can feel love the I want, I can feel the love I need
But it’s never gonna come the way I am
Could I change it if I wanted, can I rise above the flood?
Will it wash out in the water, or is it always in the blood?

I can feel the love I want, I can feel the love I need
But it’s never gonna come the way I am
Could I change it if I wanted, can I rise above the flood?
Will it wash out in the water, or is it always in the blood?

~ John Mayer

My church

18 onsdag aug 2021

Posted by astridterese in Musikk

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home free, lyrics, musikk, my church

 

I’ve cussed on a Sunday
I’ve cheated and I’ve lied
I’ve fallen down from grace
A few too many times
But I find holy redemption
When I put this car in drive
Roll the windows down and turn up the dial

Can I get a hallelujah
Can I get an amen
Feels like the Holy Ghost running through ya
When I play the highway FM
I find my soul revival
Singing every single verse
Yeah I guess that’s my church

When Hank brings the sermon
And Cash leads the choir
It gets my cold cold heart burning
Hotter than a ring of fire
When this wonderful world gets heavy
And I need to find my escape
I just keep the wheels rolling, radio scrolling
Until my sins wash away

Can I get a hallelujah
Can I get an amen
Feels like the Holy Ghost running through ya
When I play the highway FM
I find my soul revival
Singing every single verse
Yeah I guess that’s my church

Can I get a hallelujah
Can I get an amen
Feels like the Holy Ghost running through ya
When I play the highway FM
I find my soul revival
Singing every single verse
Yeah I guess that’s my church

Hey, Can I get a hallelujah
Can I get an amen
Feels like the Holy Ghost running through ya
When I play the highway FM
I find my soul revival
Singing every single verse
Yeah I guess that’s my church
Yeah I guess that’s my church
Yeah I guess that’s my church

~ Maren Morris

holes

11 onsdag aug 2021

Posted by astridterese in Musikk

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I know a man with nothing in his hands, nothing but a rolling stone
He told me ’bout when his house burnt down, and he lost everything he owned
He lay asleep for six whole weeks, they were gonna ask his mother to choose
When he woke up with nothing he said I’ll tell you something
When you’ve got nothing, you’ve got nothing to lose

Now I’ve got a hole in my pocket, a hole in my shirt,
a whole lot of trouble, he said
But now the money is gone, life carries on and I miss it like a hole in the head

I know a woman with kids around her ankles and a baby on her lap
She said one day her husband went to get a paper and never came back
Mortgage to pay and four kids to raise, but keeping the wolf from the door
She said the wolf’s just a puppy and the door’s double locked so why you gotta worry me for

Cause he left a in hole in my heart a hole in a promise
a hole on the side of my bed
Oh now that he’s gone well life carries on and I miss him like a hole in the head

Well sometimes you can’t change and you can’t choose
And sometimes it seems you gain less than you lose

Now we’ve got holes in our hearts, yeah we’ve got holes in our lives
Where we’ve got holes, we’ve got holes but we carry on

Said we’ve got holes in our hearts, yeah we’ve got holes in our lives
Where we’ve got holes, we’ve got holes but we carry on

Where we’ve got holes in our hearts, yeah we’ve got holes in our lives
Where we’ve got holes, we’ve got holes but we carry on

Said we’ve got holes in our hearts, we’ve got holes in our lives
We’ve got holes, we’ve got holes but we carry on

Said we’ve got holes in our hearts, we’ve got holes in our lives
We’ve got holes, we’ve got holes but we carry on

Now we’ve got holes in our hearts, yeah we’ve got holes in our lives
Where we’ve got holes, we’ve got holes but we carry on

~ Passenger/Michael David Rosenberg

always on my mind

12 fredag jul 2013

Posted by astridterese in Musikk

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always on my mind, lyrics, michael buble, musikk

Maybe I didn’t treat you
Quite as good as I should have
Maybe I didn’t love you
Quite as often as I could have
Little things I should have said and done
I just never took the time

You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

Maybe I didn’t hold you
All those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you
I’m so happy that you’re mine
If I make you feel second best
Girl, I’m so sorry I was blind

You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasn’t died
Give me, give me one more chance
To keep you satisfied, satisfied

Little things I should have said and done
I just never took the time

You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

Maybe I didn’t treat you
Quite as good as I should have
Maybe I didn’t love you
Quite as often as I could have

Maybe I didn’t hold you
All those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you
I’m so happy that you’re mine
Maybe I didn’t treat you
Quite as good as I should have

~ Desmond Child/Richard Sambora

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