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By Hank Williams, Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
I
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By Hank Williams, Somewhere here among these many thousands
Of Americans who all died
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By Hank Williams, Her eyes were blue, her hair was auburn
Her smile was
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By Hank Williams, There's a place near to me, where I'm longing to
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By Hank Williams, Listen poor sinner, you're driftin' away
From the Dear Saviour who's
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By Hank Williams, Recorded by hank williams, sr.
Words and music by jenkins
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By Hank Williams, THE SEAMAN'S BLUES
WRITER HANK WILLIAMS
Chorus I'm on my way to
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By Hank Williams, I like candy, I like cake, I like jam but
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By Hank Williams, Recorded by hank williams
Words and music by pee wee king
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By Hank Williams, When the road is rocky and you're carrying a load
Wait
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By Hank Williams, I have the invitation that you sent me
You wanted me
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By Hank Williams, When God dips His pen of love in my heart
And
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By Hank Williams, Way back in the days of Noah
Water covered all this
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By Hank Williams, Oh, when the saints go marching in
Well, when the saints
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By Hank Williams, What's the use to deny we've been livin' a lie
That
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By Hank Williams, Rambling by a lonesome graveyard
Everything I love is gone
Weeping as
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By Hank Williams, I was ridin' Number Nine, heading south from Caroline
I heard
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By Hank Williams, (E) I'M PRAYING FOR THE DAY, WHEN THE (A) WHOLE
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By Hank Williams, Tis' a sad but true story
From the Bible it came
And
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By Hank Williams, Around me many are building
Homes of beauty and wealth
But what
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By Hank Williams, People steal, they cheat and lie
For wealth and what it
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By Hank Williams, For years we both have lived on pride, dear
And we
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By Hank Williams, Tonight down here in the valley
I'm lonesome and O how
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By Hank Williams, The struggle for life would soon be over
A young man
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By Hank Williams, In the world's mighty gallery of pictures
Hang the scenes that're
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By Hank Williams, Key of d
(d) I'm lonesome for someone, to (g) kiss
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By Hank Williams, While strolling through a lovely garden
As day was drawing to
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By Hank Williams, One time you know, I loved you true
There was nothing
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By Hank Williams, We met in the springtime when blossoms unfold
The pastures were
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By Hank Williams, Around me, many are building
Temples of beauty and wealth
But what