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More Than That
03:51
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I won't be buying flowers this Valentines
They die too fast and I don't want that for us
And I won't be buying chocolate, it's so cliche
Everyone loves chocolate. They eat it every other day
But I don't want you to doubt my love for you,
Deep inside my heart I know that it's true
On the day that everybody feels they have to say "I Love You"
I feel I have to say "I love you more than that"
I tried to find a card - It's oh so hard to find one
Where the words say the exact way that I feel about you, deep inside
But you know what they say - "It's the thought that counts..."
On the day that everybody feels they have to say "I Love You"
I feel I have to say "I love you more than that"
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2. |
The Ukulele Song
02:34
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Wrote me a song for my Georgia,
A little old song for my Georgia,
Won't take that long for me to sing it,
A little old song for my Georgia
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3. |
Got To Move On
05:20
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I got your message and I couldn't believe it
How somebody so beloved could lay me so low
And I'm standing in the rain with my suitcase in my hand
Full of all my broken dreams, and all your broken promises
I've got to, got to move on
I've got to, got to move on
In the beginning you made the heavens and the earth sing for me
Yeah, you let there be light and you brought me to life
But you took that all away - now that you're gone
Took my house and my car and friends and my self respect
And all you left me with was this goddamn tattoo
I've got to, got to move on
I've got to, got to move on
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I was walking through West Hollywood
When a homeless man steps up to me
He said "Brother, I got a message from Jesus,
That you gots to know, if you wanna be free."
I said "Solid, won't you lay it on me,
'Cause you know I'll take all the help I can get."
Then he looked into my eyes,
And it took me by surprise,
That a man could be so wise
Here's what he said (he said)
Suffer the little children unto me,
Suffer, let 'em come to me,
Suffer the little children,
'Cause you gots to let them in,
If you wanna be free
I was walking through the desert
And the lonely places, feeling afraid
When a voice in the night,
Like a beacon burning bright,
Set my heart alight
Here's what it said (it said)
Suffer the little children unto me,
Suffer, Let 'em come to me,
Suffer the little children,
'Cause you got to let them in,
If you wanna be free
So if the message didn't get through yet
I'm gonna share with you my epiphany
You see we all are God's children
And we've got to treat each other like a family
With love and respect
It's time to demonstrate that we all can elevate
No more judgement, no more hate
Set your heart to tolerate, you've got to
Suffer the little children unto me,
Suffer, Let 'em come to me,
Suffer the little children,
'Cause you got to let them in,
If you wanna be free
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5. |
I'm Coming Home
04:50
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There's a big black cloud on my horizon
It's getting so dark it's hard to see
There's a storm in the wind
And a long hard road ahead
I know it's gonna take its toll on me
But I don't care, I don't mind, 'cause I'm coming home
I don't care, I don't mind, 'cause I'm coming home
I can hear the hounds out on the wastelands
Baying for blood, are they coming for me?
Now the rain's coming down like frozen bullets
And the winds so cold, cuts me till I bleed
But I don't care, I don't mind, 'cause I'm coming home
I don't care, I don't mind, 'cause I'm coming home
Oh, I'm coming home
The moon and her stars have passed beyond the veil
Darkness fills the cold night sky
There's a shadow on my trail and a long hard road ahead
I know it's gonna take its toll on me
But I don't care, I don't mind, 'cause I'm coming home
I don't care, I don't mind, I don't care, I don't mind,
I don't care, I don't mind, 'cause I'm coming home
Oh, I'm coming home
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Greg Jackson Auckland, New Zealand
Greg Jackson has enjoyed writing and playing music since he was a child. He has played in various bands in New Zealand and London, U.K. After years of writing music that was left to die in a notebook, he decided to start recording and releasing compositions on a regular basis via bandcamp and his Facebook page. ... more
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